Story 24 – Daniel’s Story

To whoever finds this, Please read my story. Its very important that someone knows what happened. My name is Daniel and I’m 12 years old. I was born in Chichester and I have lived my whole life in Arundel. That’s in West Sussex in England. My life has been ok, Arundel isn’t the most excitingContinue reading “Story 24 – Daniel’s Story”

Story 17 – The Grey Figure

The church of St. Andrew in Ford, also known as St Andrew’s-by-the-ford, was a smaller and less ornate building than the churches at Clymping and Yapton. Reverend Damian Follow preferred to call it a simpler church. It rested up a gravel road, which was hidden from the main road so well that many locals didContinue reading “Story 17 – The Grey Figure”

Story 16 – No Train from Angmering

Ricky weaved his way across the platform, trying to remember just how much he’d had to drink. He squinted at the station sign, willing it to come in to focus. Where was he? Angmering? How had he got there? “Let’s back up.” He said to the deserted station, feeling a need to fill the silenceContinue reading “Story 16 – No Train from Angmering”

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