Read Part III here, Part II here, and Part I here. At least my mum’s done yelling. What a shitty day. It was supposed to be about me, but now it’s about Serena. All afternoon my mum asked questions about her. What does Serena like to eat? Is she allergic to anything? Blah. Blah. Blah. […]
Short Stories
Bloody Graduation – Part III
Read Part II here, and Part I here. “Mr Maxwell Harthorn,” Principal Quentin calls. My palms are sweaty. I don’t know why. I stand up. All I’m going to get is a piece of paper that I completed high school. Why is it such a big deal? Mum grabs my left hand and squeezes it […]
Bloody Graduation – Part II
Read Part I here. Okay, so I’m wearing thicker socks. My mum was right. She’s always right. One day I’m going to be right, and she’s going to feel like me now. I know it. My uniform is pristine today. No blood. No permanent marker. No dirt. It’s almost as if I never wore it. […]
Bloody Graduation – Part I
“Shit,” I yell. “What?” Mum asks. I look down at my throbbing big toe and pluck a discarded nail that hung limply. My mum follows my gaze and frowns at me. “What’ve you done now?” “Shit. Shit. Shit!” I punch the air around me and kick the wooden box with my good foot. “How can […]