26 Sep

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Vicky stared at his reflection in the mirror. True to its character, it stared right back at him. His eyes wandered to the top of his head where the rays of the Sun streaming from the window kissed his hair, warming it in its faint glow. They lent a natural golden tinge to his luscious, curly locks. He wrapped one such twisting strand around his forefinger and pushed it back, tucking it behind his ear.

08 Jul

Posted at 20:11h in World of Make Belief, Writing Challenges by
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"No!" Aisha giggled. Mark checked his speed-o-meter again. "No? You sure?" He asked her, sticking his tongue out even more. "Daddy, noooo." Aisha giggled again. "Still no doggy," she said, flapping the large ragged doll in her hands for emphasis. "Okay, No." He laughed. "What about a horse?" Checking the rear-view mirror, he cautiously overtook the slow trailer in front of him. She watched as they sped past the trailer. She stood on her knees and looked at it through the rear windscreen as it got smaller and smaller, finally disappearing completely.