Collection of Short Stories and Poetry

https://www.creativewritingink.co.uk/resources/writing-prompts/ Flowers, roses, a kiss on the cheek I am lonely with no one to love me, Oh how I wish for a Valentine. This beautiful Rose, red and bright I am lonely with no one to give one to me, Oh how I wish for a Valentine. Dinner, candles or a card, I am lonely at work, Oh how I wish for a Valentine. The Rose withers away in my hands A hand holds it with me to keep it safe, The hand embraces mine tightly, I am no longer lonely, I have a Valentine, wishes do really come true.

https://www.creativewritingink.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/ozan-safak-476758.jpg 'What.....What I cannot believe what you are saying to me!' Ken gestured with his hands in the air. 'We have to let you go, this warehouse is going to be closed' said Manager Senek. Ken sat on the barrel looking deflated, his eyes had a touch of sadness. His rickety bum sat on the old barrel which he had used to tidy up the rubbish. His worn broom rested on the side, that was rotten and bristles which were brittle and untidy. The warehouse was dark, with a shimmer of light that came from the crack in the ceiling. It was dusty, black, dirty but to Ken it was is home , as he cleaned it up once the cars had come into repair. Cars such as: Mercedes- Bens, Ford, Audi, Sedan and even a Rolls Royce had come through the back gates into the warehouse to be fixed or cleaned. 'Business isn't going well at all, we just can't afford to keep the warehouse open any more' said