Theocharis Telfer
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Fragmented
Diary Entry March 20th 2011 So, I was called to Mrs Reta’s office today to discuss my “behavioural” problems. All I want is to sit quietly in my corner and write my stories but apparently, I’m a danger to myself and my surroundings. Anyhow, I’m not looking to cause trouble so I’m going to be a good little girl, swallow their pills and write in this stupid diary. Noting down my thoughts and current circumstances is supposed to keep my head all neat and tidy. So, just to keep principal Adolf happy here it goes. My name is Sydney Crawford, I am 17 years old and I’m in my final year in Weald of Kent Grammar school. I’ve been taking clozapine for two years now. My parents are Harry and Eloise Crawford. I have no friends, nobody to talk to and nobody to care for. Hopefully Uni will be better. I’m bound to enjoy astrophysics after all, since physics is my favourite subject. St. Andrews is known to be a perfect university for that, so academically I should flourish. As a side note, hopefully I’ll also meet the love of my life there.
By Theocharis Telfer3 years ago in Psyche
Irreplaceable
PART 1 As the metronome on his father’s grand piano switched back and forth from one extreme to the next Marcus stared at the silver crafted bowl. How could he not? The bowl was filled with a plethora of fruits from the era of Adam and Eve. The only ones that satisfy Eve apparently as the marketing suggested. Still, they were seen as precious and rare commodities. They came from apple trees of what used to be known as China. He couldn’t resist taking one, smirking at the irony of the situation. He was subsequently startled by a loud screeching sound as the door to his father’s study was opened by a sharply dressed man with the sad and restless eyes of youth.
By Theocharis Telfer3 years ago in Futurism