Journey Through Life

The bird songs stopped. Animals took to their hiding places. Eventually, the lizards scuttled to safety after feeling the strange vibrations through the ground. Every member of the forest sensed the danger in every breath. Connie Simmes slowly made progress through the tangled undergrowth not wanting to leave a twig broken, or a stone overturned. She didn't want to leave any evidence she had passed through the area. This wasn't her usual route she took to reach the slab wooden cabin near to rise of the mountain. The message she had received sent warning bells ringing loud of a trap being set for her. Marty hadn't sent the note, of that she was sure. The wording wasn't his even though the handwriting was vaguely similar. He might have been forced to write what he had been instructed to say. The words and the underlying message kept flashing through her mind. Dew dripped from the leaves of the trees making her clothes damp. Her body shivered from the breeze see...

Town Bike Groans of lustful excitement came from the bedroom downstairs belonging to his Mother, Kate Crown. Squeaky springs rang through the floor to reach tender ears. Dale Crown, aged nine, covered his ears to block out the sounds before he hid his head beneath the covers. What was his Mother doing. To who did the the other voice belong. The front door of the house opened and closed many times during the night. Sometimes screams came from the room. Dale pulled another pillow over his ears so he was able to go to sleep. Each morning he'd wake tired and crawl from his bed, drag on his clothes, creep down the steps to gobble down what food he found in the cupboard to eat. He washed his bowl in the sink and left it to drain. Placing a couple of pieces of fruit he'd stolen into his bag he trundled off to school. On reaching the school gate, he'd run his fingers through his tousled hair in an adve...

We have been very naughty for our parents. Disobedient. Yelled at our mother. We had nearly driven her round the bend. Caused disharmony between our parents. Our mother had started to withdraw from everyone. We annoyed her all the time to have our own way. We had bicycles but we were reckless when riding them. Careless with their care. We didn't appreciate the presents we were given. Our mother could see what we were doing and warned us to keep off of the road. To stay in our own yard but we never listened to her. When she wasn't watching we rode out of the yard and down the road. Most days, we were away for hours, never telling her where we were going. Or asking if we were allowed to go. Or tell her how long we would be. Never a day went past without us grumbling, or fighting. We didn't let her have a moment's peace. She tried to get us to share our toys, and books. No. Not us. We wanted everything our way. She gave up on us. She kept mu...

Have ti improve my photos collection. Didn't have a koala, or a kookaburra. Put in a magpie. One of the ones that squawk until it is given food. Old Katie Koala live in a forest of Eucalyptus trees. She couldn't see very well. Her eyes had been affected with a disease, She had a knee sense of smell. She was able to smell out the best of the Eucalyptus trees for miles around. The friend of Katie in her colony tried to keep her away from the stronger, fresher eucalyptus trees because they knew she couldn't handle the taste of the stronger variety of leaves. Every so often Katie wandered away on her own. Followed the scent of the eucalyptus on the wind. She made her way to the better trees. No matter what danger stood in her way, Katie pressed on to her destination. She struggled like an olden day adventurer to reach her goal. No cats or dogs. No people or cars. Were going to stop Katie from reaching the place she wanted to be. What she couldn...