Sitting at the school gates. It has gone three o'clock now. The students have been filing out for the past ten minutes. He is usually one of the first out, pushing and shoving the others. But he hasn't come out yet. He couldn't have. I would have seen him. I check every face, on every child - even if they're the wrong height of body shape... I still check. I'll wait until they stop coming though. I won't give up. And then, if I don't see him today, there is always tomorrow. And the next day. And the day after. He is mine. He is coming back with me. He just doesn't know it yet. His name is Travis but people will not remember that. They'll only recall what I did. From Matt Shaw (Sick B*stards Trilogy, Porn, Whore and Rotting Dead F*cks) comes a new short story in his F*cked-up Shorts range. This is a standalone tale. This is A SHORT STORY. It is intended for the members of Kindle Unlimited who have been requesting me for short, sick, bedtime stories. As part of Kindle Unlimited they are able to download this title for free. If you wish for a longer story to read, please do not purchase any of the White Cover Books (aka 'F*cked-Up Shorts' range of tales). A good place to start would be The Black Cover Books (for lovers of extreme horror).
Author
Biography MATT SHAW was born, quite by accident (his mother tripped, he shot out) September 30th 1980 in Winchester hospital where he was immediately placed on the baby ward and EBay. Some twelve years later (wandering the corridors of the hospital and playing with road kill when he was on day release), the listing closed and he remained unsold, he was booted out of the hospital to start his life as a writer and hobbit – beginning with writing screenplays and short stories for his own amusement before finally getting published when he was twenty-seven years and forty-five seconds old. Once Published weekly in a lad's magazine with his photography work, Matt Shaw is also a published author and cartoonist. Has to be said, can be a bit of a flirt and definitely, without a shadow of a doubt, somewhat of a klutz. Favourite books "Roald Dahl's Collection of Short Stories" Tim Burton's Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy Anything, really, written by himself. Because he is that good.
