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Madi Haywood
Bio
Hi there! My name's Madi and I'm an aspiring author. I really enjoy reading modernised fairy tales, and retellings of classic stories, and I hope to write my own in the future. Fantasy stories are my go-to reads.
Stories (57/0)
An Illusion of Reality
The dreams always start the same way. A birthday party – my birthday party, I think. It's definitely not what I would now choose for a party – I've outgrown pinatas and musical chairs a long time ago. There are faces of people who I’ve since moved on from. They change each night, but also feel the same. Sometimes, it's my mum that greets me. Others, it's people from school or family members I rarely see, Once, it was Santa Claus.
By Madi Haywood19 days ago in Fiction
The Gingerbread House. Content Warning.
HANSEL AND GRETEL, SCARED AND ALONE, WANDERED THROUGH THE DARK WOODS. The crows had followed the children since the moment they left the small house they lived in. A trail of breadcrumbs had been left behind, so the birds knew where to find young Hansel and Gretel as they wandered the forest, alone.
By Madi Haywood3 months ago in Fiction
Once Upon A Dream
For this challenge, I decided to do something a little different. I decided to write about how I have been inspired by Disney Princesses, especially since re-watching them as an adult in recent years. The messages they give are so different when you’re a kid, and seeing as I grew up on all things Disney, I thought I’d share how I have been changed by these classic, timeless, and inspirational women (even if they are fictional).
By Madi Haywood4 months ago in Confessions
Kick Off
At least I have a view. That’s always… interesting. I’ve been living on the roof for a few weeks now, and as the weather worsens I’ve come to resent it. Pouring rain at all hours, thunder rumbling the darkening skies, wind gushing against my broken skin, bashing me over the uneven surface. It's never strong enough to take me over the edge, though. Always a barrier blocking me from escaping, from finding my Pete again.
By Madi Haywood5 months ago in Fiction
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