Chris Cunliffe
Stories (15/0)
Follow the Rules
Tessa sat down towards the back of the bus. She’d had a long day at work, full of meetings and the never-ending feeling that her to-do list was getting longer not shorter. Meetings were so frustrating – she couldn’t get any work done during them, and she always left them with more work. She pulled out her phone, more to look busy and avoid being engaged by strangers in conversation than any real need.
By Chris Cunliffe3 years ago in Humans
The Snowman who Saved Spring
It was remarkable to suddenly exist. Of course, it hadn’t happened in a moment. I’d had a gradual realisation of suddenly being. Of being formed. The full realisation of the enormity of existing didn’t sink in until my eyes were added, and I could properly take in the world around me and understand – before that point it had all been abstract. I’d felt myself being moulded, but with no reference points it was difficult to comprehend what I was being made into.
By Chris Cunliffe3 years ago in Humans