Do You Trust Me?

Candace and Angus lived in a place that had been torn apart by war. A richer villiage had invaded and of course, Candace and Angus's villiage, Rucksar fought back. They won the fight eventually and the richer villiage retreated back to their own lands.

During the wartime, you could never trust anyone. Not one person was your friend, not even your family. You were on your own and the only time you could really be sure was if someone extended a bold gesture towards you, in some cases, putting your life before their own. This was the case with Candace and Angus.

Angus and Candace had grown up together and had been friends all throughout their childhood. But when Rucksar was attacked when the pair were in their mid teenage years, they were no longer sure that the other was on their side.

One day, both Angus and Candace were fleeing from the enemy when they reached a dead end. Candace did her best to find a good place to hide until the attackers passed through. Little did she know, Angus was close by, frantically searching for an escape. He spotted Candace hidden in a dense bush but didn't acknowledge her presence until he came across a rickety wooden bridge. "Candace!" He called to her quickly, urgently. "Angus?" Candace answered uncertainly. Angus saw her brown front fringe and slowly the rest of her rise from the bushes. "Come, we must hurry! They are nearing us!" Angus outstretched his arm, his eyes looking wildly at Candace. She took his hand and climbed up out of the bushes to stand next to him. "We haven't much time!" Angus urged. Angus slowly, carefully, cutiosly made his way across the wooden bridge, knowing that if he fell, it would be a long, long drop. "Candace come on!" He yelled at his friend. "We don't have time to way up the pro's and con's!" "Are you sure it's safe?" Candace asked nervously. "Do you trust me?" Angus asked simply. The word trust and what it meant ran through Candace's mind as she contemplated his question. "Do I trust you?" She repeated at last. "Do you trust me?" Angus said again, more urgently, thrusting his arm towards her. The bridge swayed a little and Candace, scared held her breath. Candace could hear a collection of booming footsteps. The attackers were getting even closer now. "Yes." She said nervously, slipping her hand into Angus's. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze and pulled her acrss the bridge toward the other side where he stood. As Candace jumped from the bridge to safe ground on the other side, the bridge felll through and descended rapidly down into nothingness. They heard yelling and looking up, saw that the attackers had reached the other side. Angus and Candace stood bent over double panting with exhaustion, relieved in the knowledge that they'd safely escaped the enemy.

Exactly How I Feel

There were many things happening in Ella's life right now. But the thing playing on her mind the most were thoughts. Thoughts about a boy. Cooper was his name and they were in the same year at the same school. Unfortunately though, they had not 1 class together.

As Ella cleaned the house, lher iPod playing her favourite tunes through shuffle, a song came on that exactly mirrored what she was thinking and feeling at that point in time. The song, a song by one of her favourite country singers, drew her thoughts even further to Cooper. His soft pink lipped smile, green eyes and fly away black hair. She stopped in her tracks, staring up in to space a moment, staring into nothingness as she focused solely on the song. The song was talking about love and how love can change your decisions and your perceptions.

Ella felt a small tear trickle down her cheek as she realisaed the realities. Cooper and Ella mixed in different social circles, they had different friends, different spots they typically were in breaks and different groups of people. Yet still, Ella longed for him and wished the realities were somehow, somewhat different. Cooper however, was oblivious to all of this. That very fact, somehow broke Ella's heart a little.

Hidden in the Bushes

Maya George was walking home from work one day when she walked passed some bushes. As she passed them, she thought she heard a rustle. She turned back and looked to see a head pop up. Well, part of a head at least. Freaked out, Maya began to walk faster, keen to get home all of a sudden.

"Maya! Wait please!" Called a voice. Maya turned around, realising that the person she'd seen behind the bushes seem to know her, assuming it was the person behind the bushes. When she turned around she saw none other than Kyle Turner, the boy that had been her best friend throughout her childhood. Maya had lost touch with Kyle when they both graduated high school. It had been a whole 5 years since then.

"Kyle?" She asked, not believing it was really him. "It's me Maya." He confirmed. She looked him up and down. He looked smart but a little ruggered from hiding behind the bush all this time. He wore a dark blue, white and black checked long sheeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up part way so it looked like a three quarter sleeve and denim jeans with sneakers the same colour as the blue of his shirt. His dusty brown hair was wild yet tame as he had fringe that went diagonally across the left side of his face,just touching his eye. "Kyle!" Maya was excited to see her friend again. "This is amazing!" "I know. I never thought I'd see you again yet here you are." "What were you doing in the bushes?" "I fell." Maya laughed. Both friends agreed to catch up sometime soon, a planned encounter this time and exchanged details before going their seperate ways once again.

Unknown to Maya, Kyle took one last look it her before he walked on again. He looked at Maya, thinking how beautiful she was, how much he'd missed her and it was that moment that he realised he loved her. Really, he had all along. She looked elegant yet classy in her work clothes. She had on a pearl white blouse with buttons lining the middle. The blouse was tucked into a plain black, straight skirt. Beneath that her legs were covered by black stockings and she had on a pair of low heeled black shoes. Her dusty brown hair, the same colour as his own was up in a tight bun in the centre of the back of her head and her small dangly pearls looked radiant in the glow of the late afternoon sun.

That chance encounter had been 20 years ago and now Kyle and Maya told their children the story of the time they'd been reunited by chance. As they say, the rest is history.

Hearts of Gold

Mothers are the people who love us, care for us and support us. For some, they are the person who carried us within themselves for 9 months, for others they are the ones who took us in when others could not. They are the ones who put us before themselves from the day we were born for the rest of our lives, and most importantly, they are the ones who one day a year, in the middle of the month of May, were supposed to be pampered, spoilt and put first. For one day out of a massive 365, 366 on leap years. But Dianne Anderson had other ideas....

See, Dianne was a rebel and eversince she hit her teen years, she had assumed a new meaning to the phrase 'Mother's Day'. She now believed that it was the one day her poor mother, Susan had to wait on her hand and foot. Susan however, was unfortunately too weak to stand up to her daughter's ridiculous demands and so for one day a year Susan became her daughter's slave.

But that all changed when Dianne was 14. At that time, Susan became pregnant with another daughter. On November 14th 1998, little Georgia Anderson was born into the world. Unlike her older sister, Georgia was a wonderful child. Georgia loved Susan the same way Dianne did somewhere deep inside her, but unlike Dianne, Georgia spoiled her mum on mother's day each and every year. One year, when she was 8, Georgia drew her mother this set of hearts, telling her. 'these hearts are made of gold and they mean my love for you will never ever stop.'
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for all the mothers out there, happy mothers day & to my own mother. You are the best mother of all.

Beth & Missy



There was once a girl who was outcast at school. The next year, Beth would be starting year 7 at high school. So when she got her beautiful dog Missy in the christmas holidays before she started, her life changed forever.

Now, Beth may not have had friends at school. But unlike primary, Amy didn't care in the slightest. Because she had Missy. Missy was her best friend and the best dog she'd ever had. Beth told her everything and the great thing was, Missy couldn't tell anyone else.

As they both grew, they never ever stopped being best friends. To this day, they still are.