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Tracks, a short story: Part 8

March 3, 2024March 5, 2024 neilhayeswritesLeave a comment

It seems the imminent threat of physical assault is over. Rob, the rugby player, has calmed down and seems to see me more as a pathetic specimen to be taken pity on rather than any threat. I am not sure which I prefer.

They have taken me into the house and made tea for us all. We are now sitting in the living room and I am attempting to make sense of this whole thing, whilst also attempting not to look like a madman.

Rob isn’t saying much, but Leah is concerned, especially as to how I found out where she lives.

“It’s not like I was trying to hide from you, but we finished and I thought it was best not to stay in touch. I know I hurt you, so I just wanted to move on. So, how did you find me? Have you been following me?”

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Tracks, a short story: Part 7

March 2, 2024March 5, 2024 neilhayeswritesLeave a comment

Rage, and the power to do something about it. That is how I feel. How could she do this to me? Was it all just about the looks? Did she just want the tall rugby-playing type all along?

“She was always a shallow bitch,” I think to myself.

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Tracks, a short story: Part 6

March 7, 2022March 5, 2024 neilhayeswrites4 Comments

A numbness was filling both my body and my mind. I had been walking for some time now without really thinking about my destination. It was only when I reached the edge of the forest that I begin to realise where I was and what I was doing. But much of the fog still remained. I have no idea of where I am going, or why. I feel drawn to this road and this direction, but who I know that lives this way I cannot think.

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Fear in a Child’s Eyes

February 28, 2022 neilhayeswritesLeave a comment

Unable to sleep,
worries turning the cogs of her mind.
Stories overheard,
an imagination stirred.
Friends with family in danger,
war becoming a reality.
My child,
affected from afar.
Just from hearing the news,
imagine her being the news.

Tracks, a short story: Part 5

February 23, 2022March 5, 2024 neilhayeswritesLeave a comment

One foot after another. He appeared somehow lost, but kept shuffling along. He wasn’t leaving footsteps behind him in the snow, more like drag marks where his feet slid along in the snow. It was falling fast now, night had descended and the snow was halfway up his shins.

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