The Window

I have a small night light by my bed, but it fails to reach the darkest corners of my room, where the monsters stand and watch. I try to ignore the feeling of something watching me, but it never works, the feeling never goes away. Mum always closes my curtains before tucking me in for […]


Do you feel the growing pains, over and over again, the sheer unhappy feeling that nothing is believable anymore, causing any truth to be pushed aside?