Today will be a longer post. I am putting up the first short story I have ever written. It is not perfect and not meant to be. My inspiration was a dream which I wrote about here. The story wouldn't leave me though, so I let it out. It is fiction. It does not represent anybody I know. It is based around a made up Irish Island. Enjoy and thanks for reading.
I started my job this week. I am a babysitter, I babysit two children under the age of 4. I pick the boy (M) up from his school we go to the park for thirty minutes, we then go to the crèche and pick his little sister (Mg) up. Sounds easy.
It is an hour and a half of, Continue reading
Honestly, I don’t care, I am not pushed about all the ‘stuff’ you ‘have to’ do to make yourself ‘ready for the world’. Anytime I try to have a conversation about this IRL, people tell me, ‘oh it’s just because you are pretty, you have good skin, if you didn’t you’d care.’ No, the reason I don’t care is because, Continue reading