Category Archives: Gaelle

Now I lay me down to sleep

My name is Victor and I am 11 years old. I live in a place that is full of strange noises at night. My mum says it’s because our house is old and full of cracks that let the midnight … Continue reading

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Remember me

It had started to drizzle and the bus was still not coming. The cars passing by shone their white lights on my face and I could feel my blood rushing in my ears. I was never going to make it … Continue reading

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