bhs sixth form creative writing club

this is a collection of story's that was produced as a collaboration of the bhs sixth form creative writing group. we are a bit odd and they may not make much sense but that's just us.


12. geogers 3

I became a highwayman, it was daylight robbery, as the song goes but that is not how life was. Only fools robbed in daylight, the night hid your face, hid your crimes and made life more exciting, if a lot more dangerous. But it gave me the freedom the day couldn't give me in my life. I wasn't going to stay in, as a proper little wife. Making house and being angelic. Uck. to be possessed by my husband, with my only ideal in life  to bare children until I have an air and be cast away for whores in my marriage bed. I don't think so. I chose a better, more independent life. one that lent me my freedom, without selling my own wears to the highest bidder. To me my honour is entirely intact, regardless of my propensity to threaten travellers at gunpoint.

I often wonder what is worse, adultery or thieving. For a woman both are damning but if im going to hell I would prefer the latter. I may as well make the most of living while I am here anyway. 

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