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    Secrets Anthology 2015: NZ Young Writers' Anthology
    Secrets Anthology 2015: NZ Young Writers' Anthology
    Secrets Anthology 2015: NZ Young Writers' Anthology
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    Secrets Anthology 2015: NZ Young Writers' Anthology

    By Kimberley Neville-Downer, Asher Dagg, Ella Blake-Brislen and

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    Secrets is a smorgasbord of short stories and poetry from young writers across New Zealand. These writers share their creativity, insight and quirkiness - all with a good dose of humour!

    With stories from:
    Kimberley Neville-Downer
    Asher Dagg
    Ella Blake Brislen
    Helena L. Mayer
    Jesse Perrott
    Krishi Shah
    Raissa Zhang
    Sreeya Bugata

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherZR Southcombe
    Release dateDec 8, 2015
    ISBN9780473345266
    Secrets Anthology 2015: NZ Young Writers' Anthology

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      Secrets Anthology 2015 - Kimberley Neville-Downer

      The scars of the night

      Kimberley Neville-Dowler

      As the sun sinks to the world below,

      And the moon defines its luminous glow,

      The secrets emerge from the depths of darkness,

      The lies of people, ever so heartless.

      Flitting, flying,

      Shrieking, crying,

      Oozing through people’s minds.

      Darting and scurrying,

      Springing and hurrying,

      Whispering tales of all kinds.

      They are heard and absorbed,

      Laughed at and adored,

      Each one a fabrication.

      Their victims shrink in shame,

      Their self-worth cruelly slain,

      Running off to different nations.

      Gleefully so, tellers observe as the hunted flee the scene.

      Bystanders watch, frightened by the way their evil eyes gleam.

      Finally the sun bursts up in blazing flames again,

      As the moon’s eerie glow trickles down the drain.

      Suddenly, the secrets realise with alarm,

      That time is up, for their harm,

      They disappear, forgotten, hiding from the light of day.

      But scars are left, they are always left, when secrets come out to play.

      The Untold

      Asher Dagg

      My heart sank deep into my soul. Nobody could find it, no matter how hard they looked. I felt dizzy, lonely and sad. I sat on the ground, leaning against an old tree trunk down the drive. Nobody would find me here, they wouldn’t bother to look.

      I sat with my knees up by my chest and my arms wrapped around my legs. My heart sank even deeper. I could feel every rain drop fall on my head, run down each strand of hair and land on my legs. My jeans were soaked right through to my skin, my bare arms sparkled with rain drops and were covered with tiny little goose bumps. There was a very slight breeze, but it was enough to make me colder.

      It’s starting to get dark, better go inside, I think. I wander back up the drive, my hands in my jean pockets and my head down.

      Where have you been? Mum asks, looking me up and down. I’m still wet from the rain.

      Nowhere, I reply, dragging my feet. I’m taking a shower, I say, heading towards my room, I find my pajamas and a towel and drag my sorry self to the bathroom. My little sister is in there looking at herself in the mirror.

      Out! I order. She hurries out and watches telly with the others. I turn the shower on, take all my clothes off and hop in. The water feels nice on my bare skin, it’s warm and comforting, making me feel nice inside. I go over my skin with the block of soap and I

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