Місяць: Серпень 2025

Shame That Won’t Fade Margaret Stevenson wiped dust from the frame holding her younger self in

The light faded outside, but Mum still wasn’t home. Emily spun the small wheels of her wheelchair

“Enough silence!” yelled Eleanor, slamming her palm onto the kitchen table. “Ten years I’ve tolerated

Outside the window it’s getting dark, and still, Mum isn’t back. Chloe, twisting the wheels on

James stood before the familiar door, unable to bring himself to ring the bell. He held a large bag filled

**Diary Entry, 3rd November** *Ten Years of Silence* “Enough silence!” Helen shouted, slamming her palm

William stood before the familiar front door, hovering over the bell. A large bag slumped at his feet

**16th May** Helen’s voice was trembling with fury. “You don’t belong here anymore! Understand?

They called it “the gift,” such folk as me. Always felt more like a curse. But that’s the tale.

Honestly, people usually say folks like me “have a gift.” I always felt it was more of a curse.