Penelope Henain
Bio
Writing has been my creative escape since I was a child.
Stories (7/0)
The Darkness
“Wake up, Wake up Mummy please. You need to wake up” The cries of 9-year-old Julia wailed through the empty house with not a person to respond for miles. The lifeless body of the Childs mother lay there slightly curled up on the once crisp white leather lounge before the darkness had come. Only the sounds of what sounded like whispers from beyond the darkness could be heard, but never did they come into the darkness.
By Penelope Henain3 years ago in Fiction
Don’t lie, I’m not.
Memories of my father when he was alive seem so wild and fictitious. I know they are true, I’m sure they are true! “What did your daddy do now Jessie?” was mockingly spoken so many times by my peers over the years when I would recollect stories about my father.
By Penelope Henain3 years ago in Fiction
The day the wifi stopped
Muuuuummmmm the wifi stopped. Hi I'm Daniel, just a regular dude about to sit down after a hard days work at school with my iPad, iphone, Apple TV and Xbox. You know; just the regular gadgets of the many available that 13 year olds have these days.
By Penelope Henain3 years ago in Fiction