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I tried a charity shop although my neighbour’s boy had her toddle truck. The sound woke me. I’d thought it was her come back to me.

I bought them back.

I tried throwing them away but chased the bin lorry sobbing. Curtains twitched as I carried rubbish covered toys back home.

I had a fire.

She was there in my head. ‘Mummy why are you burning my things?’ She went before she spoke so I never heard her voice. When my tears didn’t put it out I fetched bucket after bucket to save the little I’d got left of her.

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    Very moving; very sad.

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    Lisa Williams over 2 years ago

    Another from a prompt exercise (picture of toy in bin) X

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    Drew Martyn over 2 years ago

    Sad, but imaginately done.

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    Lisa Williams over 2 years ago

    Appreciate all the votes and comments both. Thank you v much XX

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