Looking back, perhaps we saw it coming. Maybe we didn't want to see the fear she tried so hard to hide. Or maybe we just couldn't face the truth - that we could do nothing for her, and so chose not to see it. But it was there, right there in her flirty smile, and … Continue reading The Lost Days of Ada
I'm 9 and its my first day at secondary school. As I saw the other girls running around and chattering excitedly, I was frozen with fear and rooted to the car seat. And then I wondered. . .