Stories by Frieda McRae

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Satisfied

I write songs, it's my worship, that's why I always feel they are very good...

Five Days of Intermissions – day Five

Work. When will it all end? As the usual work day ends, review the intermissions; those are what is remembered. What would life be without intermissions?...

Five Days of Intermissions – Day Four

How to drive cupid’s arrow straight into its target, without spending a lot of time having to think about it, or how to have a short romance and a long marriage...

Five Days of Intermissions – Day Three

As she approached her house, she heard wails. Turning slowly, there she was; her mother lying motionless on a cot. Her father pulled her school-bag from her back, but she couldn’t feel anything...

Five Days of Intermissions – Day Two

I was a fish caught in a net. No, it was worse. I was a spider caught in its own web. I strolled down the dirt road I was accosted by two village women who brandished their tongues and ran their...

Five Days of Intermissions – Day One

He always showed up in my office, brought in by an angry teacher. We'd have a chat, he'd solemnly promise to be good, and off he'd go. One day it was different...

Clean Sheets

I walked outside. Once I outside, I thought, now what? I had no idea. At that time, there were no mobile phones, only pay phone booths, which were beneficial if the person you were trying to contact...

The Centre of the Universe

Here I am in the centre of the universe. Where? It’s located in a village in India, in a sunny...

I am Raghav

“I have a story.Would I tell my story?I love to tell my story; it inspires me so much.” Raghav I...
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