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Bullying Hurts
Standing on the parapet worry overtaking decision It is not the leaping that causes his hesitation it is the nagging fear that he will somehow survive the fall to the river below a loser in life and a...
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An Angry Acrostic
How is it you believe that I have an Obligation to forgive him for Lies and deceptions that Destroyed my childhood I was guilty yet innocent Not yet thirteen but Giving up and ready to die * An Angel...
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Līgo Haībun “peace”
You Carry the Cure In Your Own Heart by Andrew Vachss Originally published in Parade Magazine, August 28, 1994 Emotional abuse is both the most pervasive and the least understood form of child...
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Trifecta: Week Eighty
She never knew the love of a father, that was not the card she was dealt. Hers was cruel and abusive, fueled on excessive alcohol and the desire to hurt. Living with him was a tightrope act with no...
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Seeking Freedom
When I was young I would sometimes lie on my back in bed, pull the sheet up over my head, and pretend I was dead. From the safety of my “coffin” I could close my eyes and imagine myself rising above...
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Ligo Haibun Challenge 04/10-10/10
Ligo Haibun Challenge 04/10-10/10 Torture The physical scars will heal after a time, unfortunately the repeated injuries to the neck and legs will eventually take their toll. Even the emotional abuse...
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Key To Her Heart
Written for : Sunday Photo Fiction: January 12th 2014 Photo copyright : A Forbes Key To Her Heart He knew the moment he met her that she was different from the other girls he had dated. He could tell...
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Freedom
Haibun Thinking: Week 9 – March 18th 2014 Golly, did I hear you say you would be free if you could? Gussy the Goose, Charlotte’s Web (2006) ———————- At the age of fifteen, I discovered my freedom where...
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Liar
you point your finger at me call me “liar” but your word means nothing - you mean nothing I long ago made my peace I accept that no-one cared that backs were turned that ears were covered that bruises...
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Getting The Boot
Written for: Light and Shade Challenge Monday 26th May 2014 Image courtesy of wax115 on rgbstock.com As I walked in the door I could hear the voices of my roommate and her boyfriend coming from the...
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…No Evil…
Written for : Sunday Photo Fiction: August 17th 2014 …No Evil… He sits at the edge of the cliff and revisits his childhood, remembering his neighbors the meerkats. Thinking about how they would watch...
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Wishing For An Early Spring
Written for : Sunday Photo Fiction – November 16th 2014 Harold slid Mam’s rocking chair closer to the window and into the patch of golden sunlight that crept across the polished wood floor. He sat down...
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Cold Day In Hell
Written for Friday Fictioneers 5 December 2014 PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright Janet Webb ~~~~~~~~~~~~ “It’ll be a cold day in hell before I let you leave.” Father’s slurred words interspersed with the...
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