Emily Taylor

April 12 I never imagined the day my daughter would shove me against the kitchen wall and whisper, Youll

I still remember that bleak November evening, the kind where rain mixes with sleet and hammers against

UNTIL ITS TOO LATE At twelve oclock shes due for an operation. Simple, scheduled, an hour under anaesthetic

He tended to her as if she were his own child, but all he truly wanted was for her to die.Elena didnt scream.

Lucy Bennett stared at the empty kitchen table, the silence of the flat humming louder than any conversation.

24December2025 Dear Diary, Today I finally put pen to paper about the tangled web that has become my family.

Emma, love, are you free on Saturday? the voice of Margaret, her motherinlaw, drifted through the receiver

None of them will be taken. There were no separate rooms. Everything lay in one vast, clattering hall.

It all began in the lively corridor of an elementary school, where children’s laughter echoed beneath

When my mothers retirement turned into my lesson in selfrelianceMy mother is retired and has a sizable