“Simon, I’m going to quit on Friday.” Nick said, running a hand through his wavy hair. “Bro, it’s your third day. You’re going to quit after only… Read more “The Carer”
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Fast Car
Bright lights blurred past the car speeding along the country road. Bill Marshall had one arm wrapped around Lizzie’s shoulders. The wind sprinting through his hair and… Read more “Fast Car”
Jane Eyre Essay
The first academic essay that I had written. Not my best by any shot.