Okay, so I didn't actually write this story today owing to the fact that jetlag has kicked in and i didn't actually get up until 3pm. A total of 16 hours sleep.
This story was written last year as part of a writer's group I have with a few friends that I graduated with. It was the result of one of the group members coming up with a theme for our next short story. The theme had to be surrounding an old, delapidated house that sits behind an old primary school. The house used to belong to a public school in my local town but has been unoccupied for years. The house is amazing to look and is the perfect subject matter for a story.
The Imaginary Scrapbook
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