The first week at Ashford was mainly ‘getting to know you’ and drawing up their time table for each...
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I stared at my stockinged lap guiltily and cursed every strand of nylon that clad my freshly shaved legs....
It was the Friday afternoon art class and as we all filtered in and took our seats, the teacher...
I was mostly brought up in in a small town a few miles outside of Bath. I lived with...
“Because that photo’s embarrassing.” I replied. “Which one?” Mum knowingly asked. “The one from Easter?” “Yes. I don’t want...
15 year old Peter had been expelled from school and is now permanently grounded at home. After being caught...
Peter’s childhood was relatively normal; he played army with his friends, climbed trees, had a train set and loads...
I never understood my sister… or girls in general. It seemed as long as something was pink, they liked...
Peter and his sister Laura walk to school one sunny Monday morning. As usual, she has her smartphone in...