Emily Taylor

Strangers in My Home: A Family Drama In a cramped flat on the outskirts of Manchester, a suffocating

**Diary Entry, 30th December** I’ve always believed that a family is like an old oak—the deeper the roots

**Thursday, 12th October** The cramped flat on the outskirts of Sheffield was thick with stifling silence

In a cramped flat on the outskirts of Manchester, an oppressive silence was broken only by the occasional

I’ve always believed that the deeper a family’s roots, the stronger the tree. Relatives, even new or

I always believed that the stronger a family’s roots, the sturdier the tree grows. Relatives—even

Sometimes I wonder how some people have the nerve to so insistently demand what isn’t theirs, all while

**Diary Entry – 22nd March 2024** Sometimes I wonder how some people have the nerve to demand what isn’t

There are times I wonder how some people muster the gall to so relentlessly demand what isn’t theirs

When Illness Tears a Family Apart: A Storm in Anna’s Home Anna sat at the kitchen table, clutching a