ASHLEY SMITH
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Bio
England based carer, live with my wife, her parents and 4 cats. will write for all areas but especially mental health and disability. though as stuff for filthy seems popular will try there . any comments, suggestions or requests considered
Stories (185/0)
A fleet of passing ships
I think I am supposed to be writing about a specific moment in time, my passing ship is more of a fleet. Its hard to choose one moment as so many things happened by luck or coincidence that any moment could count. Basically 10 years ago I was single and starting a new job, now I am sitting by my wife of ten months.
By ASHLEY SMITHabout a year ago in Confessions
Prisms
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. A flash of light as something passes or a break in the shadows as someone moved by. She knew there was a world outside but the world she knew was within the walls.
By ASHLEY SMITH2 years ago in Fiction
I still hate Christmas
I have said this before somewhere, I hate Christmas. To the extent of triggering depression and anxiety. My first Christmas with fibro myalgia doesn't help my mood as well. My first Christmas remarried plus time off work but still I want it over. There cant be many people actually looking forward to January.
By ASHLEY SMITH2 years ago in Psyche
Inside the box
Another day, another half a dollar I thought as I crawled out of bed. Time for a hot shower and a hot coffee before work. As I got in the shower the doorbell rang, I presumed it was a delivery but knew even by now the courier would have left. So either the parcel would be by the door, or I would have a note telling me where I needed to go to fetch it.
By ASHLEY SMITH2 years ago in Fiction
spaced out
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. If so why could he hear so many scary noises in the air around him. The ship was empty bar him, modern technology had made humans almost obsolete . The human was just there in case the computer had a malfunction. Completely opposite from the first space cruiser.
By ASHLEY SMITH2 years ago in Fiction
drifting away
He had planned this day, this time and this location carefully. It wasn't a spur of the moment thing, most importantly nobody else was directly involved. He didn't want to leave anyone with the trauma or the guilt. This was all down to him and nobody else.
By ASHLEY SMITH2 years ago in Psyche
Train to where
Have you had one of those dreams where you open an eye and aren't sure if you have woken or am I still dreaming. I did on that day, the dream in fact seemed more real then the view through my one open eye. The dream was one I had experienced many times before, I was due in work and I was late.
By ASHLEY SMITH2 years ago in Fiction
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