They found it in the woods. The glass was shattered. Its hands refused to move. But once or twice a day it worked as perfectly as could be.
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1. Written on June 4th, 2022
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Tales From The Town #90: The End Of The Year
“Well that’s the end of the year,” Agnes said to no one but herself. “For another year.”
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Notes:
1. Written on January 1st, 2021
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The penguin stood by the river and watched and waited and stared. It wasn’t lost anymore. It still had no idea what it was it was planning to do.
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1. Written on August 3rd, 2021
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Claire could have been watching TV. She could have been sat on the wall. She could have been shouting at everyone. She could have been throwing rocks in the lake. She could have been pretending to be one of the dolls. She could have been eating. She could have been writing poetry while no one was looking and then scribbling it out and pretending she had never written any poetry at all not ever she was too good for poetry it didn’t deserve her. She could have been holding the cat in the dark beneath the second lot of stairs and planning her revenge. She could have been doing cartwheels in the park. She could have been having a bath. She didn’t want to be having a bath but she could have been having a bath it’d have been better than this. She could have been throwing a ball against the wall over and over again until someone told her to stop. She could have been bursting balloons. She could have been stamping in the mud in her wellies. She could have been stamping in puddles in her wellies. She could have been stamping on people’s toes in her wellies. She could have been pushing people over into the mud and then stamping in a puddle in her wellies. At the same time. While laughing.
But she was pretending to be ill so she didn’t have to go to school so she couldn’t do any of those things at all because she was too stubborn to stop pretending to be ill and go and do any of them at all.
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1. Written on January 1st, 2022
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“What if,” Claire said. “Instead of going to school, we just didn’t go to school? Like ever again?”
At first Claire thought the silence that followed was because everyone was in awe of her great idea, but then it turned out that Tina and Ethel just didn’t understand it all, the idiots.
(Daniel wasn’t listening.)
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Notes:
1. Written on December 7th, 2022
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