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PAINTING A PICTURE – THE ADVENTURES OF GEORGE THE GINGERBREAD MAN

 

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George the Gingerbread Man heard the family leave the house as he lay in his little doll house bed.

He decided to explore, excited for a new adventure.

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SANTA’S SURPRISE – THE ADVENTURES OF GEORGE THE GINGERBREAD MAN

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George the Gingerbread man could feel the excitement in the air when he woke in his little bed in the children’s doll house.

The atmosphere was buzzing as he overheard talk of a Christmas shopping expedition.

This was an outing he did not want to miss, though he had no clue of the adventures that awaited him.

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FINDING A FRIEND – THE ADVENTURES OF GEORGE THE GINGERBREAD MAN

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There must have been a bit of magic in the air the day George the Gingerbread Man was made.
And some of it must have sprinkled on him.
Because once his little cookie body had cooled from the oven and been decorated with chocolate buttons he opened his eyes to see a whole tray of gingerbread men.

 

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THE LAGOON –  WHEN ALL YOUR FEARS COLLIDE

Please note this is fiction and any similarity between real people is purely coincidental.

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Anna stifled a sob as she lay on the cold ground assessing the damage and the imminent danger.

She was lying face down in the dirt after tripping over some unseen protrusion in her haste to escape the taunting teens whose aura emanated menace.

Anna could feel and taste the rust-like flavour of blood on her face and momentarily wondered if she had broken any bones. She gingerly allowed her tongue to test for chipped teeth.

A new rustle in the undergrowth startled her as she carefully tried to move her body into an upright position.

The noise was too soft to be her tormentors and was probably just a possum or bush rat. Thankfully this country didn’t come with predators such as bears or lions. But unseen forces could be just as deadly.

Shooting pain hit her left knee as she moved and Anna considered for a moment staying put and hoping her stalkers would not see her in the dark.

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THE MAN WHO SEES THINGS DIFFERENTLY

Please note this is fiction and any similarity between real people is purely coincidental. However, the information about retinitis pigmentosa and the AFL history has been researched and is believed to be correct.

 

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Tommy could feel the excitement emanating from other spectators like an electrical current.

Noisy chatter, children laughing, rapid footsteps, rustling jackets, these were just some of the sounds his ears were bombarded with.

He could not stop the smile creasing his face as he smelled the familiar aromas of beer, meat pies, tomato sauce and hot chips.

The sounds and smells were very intense without the distraction of vision to translate the world around him.

Tommy was here to watch the first live football game he had been to in more than 20 years. And he was clinically blind.

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THE HOUSE THAT WAITS

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It sits there quietly waiting for death. Not its own, but that will surely come too.

The house waits for its owner, no longer living there, to pass.

Within its walls, it holds her secrets, her dreams, her love. It holds her memories in a way that she no longer can.

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BROKEN – PART THREE – A STORY ABOUT THE FRAGILE NATURE OF RELATIONSHIPS AND MINDS

 

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This is the final part of the short story about broken relationships and broken minds. You can read part one of Broken here and part two here.

Please note this is fiction and any similarity between real people and places is purely coincidental.

Paranoid schizophrenia is a subtype of schizophrenia in which the patient has delusions (false beliefs) that a person or some individuals are plotting against them or members of their family. Paranoid schizophrenia is the most common schizophrenia type.

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As the painkillers finally started to work their magic, Melanie remembered their last big fight. She was standing in her driveway, having returned home from work, when Kerry arrived.

Melanie remembered thinking “oh God, not now, I have no energy to spare”.

“You bitch,” Kerry screamed.

“It’s bad enough you’ve taken my husband, but now you’re trying to turn my children against me”.

“Kerry, what are you talking about?” Melanie asked wearily.

“Jason told me he wants to move. That he wishes you were his mother.” Kerry spat out, a stream of drool settling on her chin.

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BROKEN – PART TWO – A STORY ABOUT THE FRAGILE NATURE OF RELATIONSHIPS AND MINDS

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This is part two of the three-part short story about broken relationships and broken minds. You can read part one of Broken here.

Please note this is fiction and any similarity between real people and places is purely coincidental.

Part one ended with the doctor informing Melanie the police were waiting to speak with her.

 

“Do you think you’re up to it?”

“I’m in a lot of pain,” Melanie managed.

“Yes, of course, the nurses will fix you right up and I’ll send the police in a bit later.”

With that, the doctor turned on his noisy heels and left. Melanie was again alone with her thoughts and pounding head.

Melanie didn’t know what to tell the police. Kerry was her friend. They gave birth to their first born children, each with a son, on the same day 10 years ago and shared a hospital room. The friendship forged in that room created a bond so close, the women felt more like sisters than friends.

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BROKEN – A STORY ABOUT THE FRAGILE NATURE OF RELATIONSHIPS AND MINDS

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This is part one of the three-part short story about broken relationships and broken minds.

Please note this is fiction and any similarity between real people and places is purely coincidental.

 

Everything was so loud. The sound of metal scraping against metal, strange beeping noises, swift footsteps. These noises were incongruous against the backdrop of hushed voices.

Melanie could sense the brightness behind her closed eyelids. She would have been certain she was suffering from the mother of all hangovers had it not been for those hushed voices. They too should have been loud intrusions into her foggy mind.

As new realization began to dawn, the waves of pain increased, making Melanie pray for the release of unconsciousness again. This feeling, the sounds, and sensations were familiar to her.

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THE SOUND OF TERROR – a tale about the power of fear

Please note this is fiction and any similarity between real people and places is purely coincidental.

The next time you hear a bump in the night what will you do?

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The thing that really stands out when Jen looks back at the incident is that she doesn’t scream when she’s terrified.

Unlike the high-pitched, blood-curdling screams that movies are made of, Jennifer’s terror noise is a low, animalistic sound, somewhere between a growl and a grunt.

The day of the incident was off kilter right from the start, beginning with a 2 am crash in the kitchen Jen knew she should investigate but the soft bed was just too comfortable. Her exhaustion as a working, single mother of two teenaged sons was enough to easily silence the alarm bells sparked by that crash.

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