Emzie

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Emzie (United Kingdom) published:

The Eyewitness Weekly

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2020

June 1944, Jersey 

Gerry
Sitting on the back steps, I deduced three things from the visitor:
  1. Underneath the dirt and grime, his eyes are blue. 
  2. He is extremely thin and extremely hungry. 
  3. Out of all the things I grow in my secret garden, he chose the strawberries. 

He couldn’t see me from where I sat. But he might have - just was too weak to care. Maybe he could just size me up. I wasn’t an officer. I was a...
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Emzie (United Kingdom) published:

The Eyewitness Weekly

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2020

June 1944, Jersey 

Gerry
Sitting on the back steps, I deduced three things from the visitor:
  1. Underneath the dirt and grime, his eyes are blue. 
  2. He is extremely thin and extremely hungry. 
  3. Out of all the things I grow in my secret garden, he chose the strawberries. 

He couldn’t see me from where I sat. But he might have - just was too weak to care. Or maybe he could just size me up. I wasn’t an officer. I was...
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Emzie (United Kingdom) published:

Blackberries

PROMPT: Historical Fiction Competition 2020

I grow blackberries in my garden now.
Perhaps it is a reminder. Or perhaps I just like the sweet tang of them, the soft purple sheen dissolving into blood red on my tongue.
I pass the poorhouse every day. I often see the children there, staring out of the windows with hollow, hungry eyes. Sometimes it hurts me, the way they look. Other times I remember that they’ll be grateful for what they have when they’re older. When they see...

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Emzie (United Kingdom) published:

Blackberries

PROMPT: Historical Fiction Competition 2020

I grow blackberries in my garden now.
Perhaps it is a reminder. Or perhaps I just like the sweet tang of them, the soft purple sheen dissolving into blood red on my tongue.
I pass the poorhouse every day. I often see the children there, staring out of the windows with hollow, hungry eyes. Sometimes it hurts me, the way they look. Other times I remember that they’ll be grateful for what they have when they’re older. When they see...

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Emzie (United Kingdom) published:

Blackberries

PROMPT: Historical Fiction Competition 2020

I grow blackberries in my garden now.
Perhaps it is a reminder. Or perhaps I just like the sweet tang of them, the soft purple sheen dissolving into blood red on my tongue.
I pass the poorhouse every day. Sometimes I see the children there, staring out of the windows with hollow, hungry eyes. Sometimes I let pity creep into my heart, other times I remember that they’ll be grateful for what they have when they’re older. When they see...

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