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Category: Reading
Colne Grand Prix
Colne is usually a twenty minute drive from Burnley, heading North (I think) on the M65. As we approach the off ramp to Colne at ...
Haunted Playground
Child's eye view of the pandemic is thought provoking piece written by Burnley schoolboy
A Child’s Home
Returning to Zimbabwe as a young adult felt like visiting a past life; somewhere both strangely familiar and completely foreign. ...
BLACK HOLE by Alex Khansa
I pick up today’s paper. There’s a ring of light—bright and blurry—against a black backdrop. Headlines call it the first ever phot...
My darkest fear! by Wendy Montoya
I sat up gasping for air; my throat felt tight again. I glanced at the clock; although I already knew It was 3:30 am. The same tim...
The Feral Nature of Werewolves, A History
Werewolves never existed. Humans created them from lore used to explain their loss of livestock at night. Humans rejected the nota...
Ant Death by Lorna Wood
Useful. Keeping busy. Reading the trails, bringing home food. Warm day, scurrying along, pavement warm, sun bright, right overhead...