I Think He’s Gone Weird

It was a normal Wednesday morning for Frankie – Hair in a hun bun and makeup free. She headed into town to do some shopping before starting work. She could …

She doesn’t know how or why, but somehow Frankie ended up at a party with her latest ghost. She knew the girls were going to kill her for being such …

Frankie woke up to four missed calls from a recently deceased, short-lived romance. “How romantic” she thought as she checked the time of the calls. Ah, 2:27, just as he …

Frankie woke up to the horrific reality of the night before. The taste of gin still lingered in the back of her throat and the only thing that could be …

The musky smell of tan filled the room, as it did every other weekend. The dressing table in front of her was smothered in makeup palettes, three unfinished mugs of …