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‘The Salem Demons’ by Chloe Johnson

The small village in Salem where I lived was right near the coast, so the wind flew in with the smell of salt drawing in close. The houses were all clustered together all small dainty looking. The houses were wooden and unsteady. Everything in the area was worn down, we were isolated from the rest…More

‘She Demons’ by Eliza Outlaw

It was a quiet day when whispers were exchanged and stories traded. The mountains hung, casting shadows down to our village. Misery swept like a plague across our fields. We had been isolated, imprisoned in our own homes. Turning against each other with every passing hour. Each tree that surrounded us creaked and moaned at…More

‘The Legend of the Real Snake’ by Emily

We never got told what the history of the village was. It was like a missing brick in a wall. I feel like I’m missing something, something important. We live in a small village, next to the Mississippi, you’d think it would be beautiful but it is far from that! The river is murky and…More

‘The Great Outdoors’ by Josh, Year Twelve

The air is cold and the sky is an entrancing ocean blue, the air tingles in my lungs with a sharp spike of bitterness. I wander up, wading through the thick layer cake of mud, snow and leaves, with the brutal cracks of every rich Yorkshireman’s favourite gadget accompanying my trek, acting as my rendezvous…More

‘Women and Literature’ by Ella, Year Eleven

Reading always has, and always will, continue to remain a huge aspect of my life. Grasped by every detail, I believe it’s essential for people to lose them self in a story. When I was baby I moved to Cyprus and lived there for five years. As a young girl I always despised wearing skirts and…More