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imogen: the morning afterI hadn’t slept that night. I sat up, surprised that we had somehow stumbled back to the house. We had managed to grab a sofa to sleep on, and I had clung to Jack the whole night, breathing in his boyish scent, and blissfully dreaming that the moment would never end, that I could stay in this happy bubble forever. The sofa, I realised, was covered with cold spaghetti and had a huge rip down the back cushion, with stuffing hanging out.imogen: the morning after
I rubbed my eyes wearily and stood up. I went to kiss Jack’s forehead but changed my mind, choosing to kiss his mouth instead. He was awake; I felt his lips curl into a smile as my lips tou
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imogen: firstMy mum was worried about me. It made me uncomfortable, on edge; she was normally far too caught up with work, or my sisters clubs (Julie did swimming classes and Sienna was learning to play the piano and she was becoming a very talented 5 year old) to worry about trivial things like, for example, my education.imogen: first
She was statuesque, with a curvy frame. Dressed in a navy-blue suit, she always had her Blackberry in one hand, and her face, unfortunately, often wore an expression of irritation or stress. Her cream skin was smooth and it glowed. She was striking - the kind of woman who you’d stop to look at. My mum worke
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imogen: prologueChange v. to make or become different.imogen: prologue
Change is an odd thing. Feared by many, it is a defining moment often caused by a choice, however difficult that choice may have been. It can bring consequences both disastrous and wonderful, and it will certainly affect you in one way or another. Personally, I have never feared it, not really - I’ve always found the idea of change quite an exciting prospect. I remember being handed the plain white envelope by my mum on that Tuesday. It was a crisp, January afternoon, and I’d just got back from school.
“Here you go, sweetheart,” she sa
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