An Autumn Day

My mum and I spent a day in London as it was her birthday.

The ground was covered by blankets of leaves. Our feet stepped through browns and oranges.

People ambled down the paths with warm drinks in hand. The smell of pumpkin spice and cinnamon wafted in the air from a drink stand.

 As I've gotten older, the less time my mum and I have had available for us to spend together so it was really nice. Thank you and Happy Birthday again Mum.

A Sunset From The Summer

Summer lingers in my shadow. I can look back at it but it’s out of my reach.

A warm, soft orange swam away from us. It was beautiful.

Something Unfinished

The bright light glared at me through my half closed eyes in the darkness of my room. It taunts me. There were words but none that seemed right. A spark awakens in my mind and I quickly type the letters on my keyboard before they escape. A strand of my hair falls in front of my face hiding what is on the screen. As I pull it behind my ear, the words don’t seem good enough. With only my index finger I remove the letters and the screen is left blank once again.

A web has trapped my words and won’t let them go. I brush my hand over my eyes and a yawn escapes my mouth.

Suddenly light breaks and words tumble out onto the screen. Line by line builds and I'm left stunned by the rush.


I'm not sure where this came from. I just started typing a while ago, trying to write something fictional and never knew how to finish it so here it is unfinished. Maybe you can finish it and comment below. Anyway I hope you have a good weekend.

Blue And Orange

Shades of blue and orange scattered the sky as we stood watching it fade. The trees below hid themselves in the shadows of the sun. No bird flew past. And the sound of cars was alien.

I love sunsets.

A Trip To North Wales: A Geography Trip

Can you spot the castle?

I really enjoy going to different places even if they are just down the road. As I said last week I went to Wales for my geography GCSE controlled assessment. Wales is just a bit further than down the road though.

There were late night chats, squeezing into friends’ dorm rooms, playing hairspray songs and throwing in a dance here and there, rushing for showers and realising that I had forgotten my shampoo, praying for an appetising meal each day for dinner, a beautiful beach and sheep. There were a lot of sheep.

On our last night a few of us sat in the corridor leaning against the walls and talking about anything. There wasn’t anything specific we talked about or anything different from other times. We just talked. I wish I could word why the memory is a fond one of mine. Maybe it was because it was our last night and a pause button had been pressed on our school life.

Anyway I hope you have a good week and have the opportunity to visit Wales one day if you haven't, it is beautiful. Don't let the rain stop you.