Author: Walton Merritt
“Enough, I’m done! How much longer can I take it? The child, always needing something’
In that little town perched on the edge of the map, like the last speck of dust forgotten by time, life
Long ago, in a quiet corner of England, there lived a woman named Eleanor Whitmore. Her parents had always
“I’ve been sick of you since our wedding night! You disgust me! Leave me alone!”
*Diary Entry* **”If you think I do nothing for you, try living without me!”** That evening
“Here’s the whole truth about your fiancée,” his father said dryly, handing Edward
**Diary Entry 12th March** There comes a point when patience snaps. Just like thatas if someones drawn
Whiskers Is Missing“Natasha, are you home?” James burst into the flat and froze when he saw
“Either you let my brother move into your flat, or pack your things and get out!”
**Diary Entry 18th October, 2023** Visiting my daughter at the cemetery, I saw a little girl I didnt






