Author: HonestInk

Life saving hell

HonestInk,

I remember the dialysis. Hemodialysis. It cleanses your blood for you when your kidneys don’t. Some people feel renewed after. Many don’t. Many get dialysis overnight so they can hold down a job during the day. It gave me extreme headaches and a feeling of my blood boiling. I mean…

I remember as a child

Yorkshire post and poetry

HonestInk,

So me and sis are little kids and we write poetry. I remember my mum telling me this story and I also still have the cuttings of our poems from the Yorkshire Post. I don’t actually remember writing poetry, ever, but clearly I did. Sis got a book of her…

I remember as a teen

The flasher

HonestInk,

I remember one of the many days we skived off school. We were about 14 or 15. Me, sis and my best mate Sally. The Valley Gardens in Harrogate was one of THE best places to hide out when you were supposed to be in school. This particular day we…

I remember in my twenties

The X84

HonestInk,

I remember when I rode the X84 with a jug full of pee. If punk was still a thing I could make a song out of that. The LGI didn’t believe me. My social worker didn’t believe me. They thought it was wishful thinking. You don’t pee when your kidneys…

I remember as a child

One weird afternoon

HonestInk,

I remember us sat in the bedroom. Sis, my best friend and me. It was a sunny afternoon and we were bored. We’d decided to try the Ouija board. My best friend lived in a huge house that still had the bells in the kitchen that alerted the servants. Clearly…

I remember as a child

Granny Vi’s musical box

HonestInk,

Granny Violet had a musical box. It sat in the hearth of the gas fire along with the pointless hearth tool set and various other strange and useless ornaments. It was an object of beauty and awe to me and sis. When you pressed the button on the top it…

I remember as a child

The jewellery snatcher

HonestInk,

I remember this man like it was yesterday. He was very tall and skinny and spiky with a large nose and long grey hair. He reminded me of the kiddie catcher, only the hair was the wrong colour. I was about 12 maybe and I can see him and my …

I remember as a teen

Watching the detectives

HonestInk,

I remember when we were hiding behind the sofa with the lights off. Me and sis and mum. Our flat was on the second floor and the floor to ceiling window looked directly out onto a grassy hill. We called him Elvis. Not after the King of course, but the…

I remember in my twenties

Faces in the wall

HonestInk,

I remember when I woke up to see the faces in the wall. Little, sharp, triangular shaped faces, randomly moving in and out to stare at me. I could make out a massive pile of fruit to my left. I had no idea where I was. Then a woman came…

Author: HonestInk

Life saving hell

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