twistedironawe

Jarrod's hair clung to his cheeks in the rain. He flung his wrist out. The spikes on Jarrod's cuff jabbed hard into the figures face. The figure cried out in pain and backed away before he was maliciously attacked again. Someone came hurtling at Jarrod from behind a rubbish bin. This time Jarrod was taken by surprise and before he could defend himself he was lying on the ground soaked in blood and rain. He lay still, hoping he would be left to die bitterly. Their feet pounded his already aching body. Jarrod held his screams back and winced at the pain. The figures backed away. "Do ya think the smart arse is dead?" said the first figure. "Wh

Her body lay beneath the monkey bars in the playground of her old school. Middle Park Primary School he thought, but he could be wrong. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans and crunched over the wet basketball courts towards the play equipment. * * * His first memory of her was when he was 12 years old; she had just turned 6. Her hair had bobbed around her round face in tight ringlets, her cheeks always a rosy red and a great big grin on her small lips. "Joe-y! Joe-y!" she'd called, "Pick me up, so I can see the sky with you!" He'd picked her up and grinned at her mother to reassure her that little Lucy would be fine with him

You touched my pregnant belly, And kissed away my tears. You took my by the hand, And told me that you loved me. You held our precious baby, And your eyes said it'd be alright, You took me by the hand, And told me that you loved me. You slipped into the bed at night, And wrapped your arms around me, You took me by the hand, And told me that you loved me. You packed up all your things, And shut the door behind you, You did not take my hand, And you did not tell me you love me. Now I'm slipping into my death, A warm and bloody bath, The knife is in my hand, I loved you to death

Amy and Alex were best friends since about the age of 8, when Alex and his father moved into the apartment across from Amy and her family. The morning Alex and his father had arrived Alex had thrown a plastic bottle at his dad for yelling at him about dropping a packing box, and had stormed outside, and without looking walked right into Amy. From then on (after a somewhat small punch up) they'd been the best of friends, doing everything together including: copying each other's homework, covering for each other when one got caught sneaking out late at night and even teaching each other how to kiss the correct way and then giggling about it f