Ingrid

Australian writer/film maker :)

Chelsea O’Connor sighed with frustration as she threw the last piece of paper onto the floor. ‘What does it mean?’ She gasped, clawing at her forehead. ‘What does it mean? How can I find out?’ She turned at the sound of footsteps to see her best friend, Pauline, standing at the door. Chelsea exhaled. ‘Pauline, thank God.’ Pauline walked slowly inside, unsure of how to approach this crazy woman. ‘Pauline, you must help me,’ Chelsea shook her head desperately. ‘I stumbled on these.’ She gestured towards the papers strewn across the floor. ‘They had words written on them. Words and pictures,’ Chelsea continued. ‘Yes, that’s generally what you use paper for. Words and pictures,’ Pauline raised her eyebrows, ‘Are you okay?’ Chelsea blinked frantically. ‘No. No, I am not okay. The …

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