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Fright

Fright

I clearly heard the sharp light knocks on the wooden door to our flat. “Who could it be at this time of the night, we were not expecting my uncle who usually comes very late and only returns on Friday night due to his bank work” as I pondered Granny who seemed unworried about someone knocking our … Continue reading Fright

The Defender

Darkness around, silent voices I heard, took me minutes before I could figure out I had to open my eyes and see that the sun was still shining bright in the centre of the sky, I could feel serious pains around my head, I turned sideways and my eyes was directly facing his black dirty … Continue reading The Defender