Carolyn Bayne

“On a mission” by Carolyn Bayne

They called him Peter, he has been in existence since early times, nobody knows his story and no one will ever know, because Peter is more like a Time Traveller. No, he doesn't own a Time Machine, nothing of the sort, he job is to view the human existence, he must not interfere, if this does happen, then it would be time for him to move on to another, when this happens, a time shift will occur where he gets transported to another era and this has been going on for centuries.Peter woke up in a small 2-bed apartment in 198...

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“The Closet” by Carolyn Bayne

Submitted to Contest #38

Daphne Wilson worked as a medical secretary for Hewson & Hewson, a family run pharmaceutical company spanning 80 years of service. Daphne had worked for the company for 8 years to Dr Malcolm Jones one of the curators of the company.It was Tuesday 10 September, 1984, Daphne lived in a one bed apartment on the top floor, there were three sections to the house where she lived, basement, ground and upper top floor. She had lived there ever since she started at Hewson & Hewson, straight after leaving sixth form at Lady Margaret ...

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“Life's little treasures” by Carolyn Bayne

Submitted to Contest #36

It is week one, January 2nd 2022, I have finally found my true self, they said I wouldn't be go through with, but I proved them wrong. This morning when I woke to crows misbehaving in trees, I turned on the coffee maker, the radio was on but I wasn't quite listening to it.The coffee had finished purring, as I lounged in my chair waiting for the post. I closed my eyes thinking back to the conversation I had with Mr Beardsley, the company organiser, his words were etching in mind,'Are you sure you want to go ahead with this, i...

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“ Just another story...” by Carolyn Bayne

  Another story taken from timeHere is yet another rhymeIt may seem too good to be trueIt happened to someone I knew...

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“ They have landed...” by Carolyn Bayne

It was a late Saturday night, the moon was full and glowing an unusual orange colour. The humidity of the air was stifling, and not a cloud in the sky.  It was a starry night of July, 2050.  They were ...

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“The Working Ship” by Carolyn Bayne

 The vessel was laying in waiting at the harbour ready to despatch its' goods.  Captain George Montgomery was already giving orders to handle his stock with care as he was seen pushing and shoving the crew from pillar to post. Looking out at the trauma below deck, I quickly looked away, it was so unbearable, nothing but&nb...

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“A walk on the wild side / The photographer's story” by Carolyn Bayne

Submitted to Contest #24

The sunset was beautiful on the horizon of the shores of the Caribbean. Now in their 60’s, the years had passed so quickly, and their children have flown the nest, leaving room for expansion, for the two of them to share their final wedded bliss together in paradise. This was their life, as I sat watching, throu...

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“ A Time to Fly” by Carolyn Bayne

Time to FlyIt was the middle of the night when Flight squadrons Glover and Cole received their call to base. It had been a while since their last calling and this one was going to be a real challenge. There was...

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“The assignment” by Carolyn Bayne

"Grandpa, I've done what you asked, now can I take the wheel?"That was Josh, the grandson to old veteran Col. Toby Sanders, retired from the secret service and now enjoying the rest of life on his boat. He didn't want to agree to his grandson to come with him but was coerce by his daughter, mindfully. "Thank you, Josh, now are you sure it is done properly how I showed you?""Yes grandpa," shouted back Josh.It was a warm sunny afternoon in Miami, Florida. The large exotic boat was moored in the docks, there w...

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“They have landed...” by Carolyn Bayne

It was a late Saturday night, the moon was full and glowing an unusual orange colour. The humidity of the air was stifling, and not a cloud in the sky.  It was a starry night of July, 2050.  They were all practically topless because of the heat that day and as soon as night fell, they were able to breathe easily. Bob Moray, worked as a Night Engineer for Scruffold & Scruffold for over ten years and was looking forward to retire. It was late in the night when he decided...

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“A walk on the wild side / The photographer's Story” by Carolyn Bayne

Submitted to Contest #14

he sunset was beautiful on the horizon of the shores of the Caribbean. Now in their 60’s, the years had passed so quickly, and their children have flown the nest, leaving room for expansion, for the two of them to share their final wedded bliss together in paradise. This was their life, as I sat watching, through the lens of my camera.Watching the sea, rippling its waves as blue as the ocean, beckoning, a golden color revealing the frag...

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“A walk on the wild side” by Carolyn Bayne

Submitted to Contest #9

The sunset was beautiful on the horizon of the shores of the Caribbean. Now in their 60’s, the years had passed so quickly, and their children have flown the nest, leaving room for expansion, for the two of them to share their final wedded bliss together in paradise. This was their life, as I sat watching, through the lens of my camera.Watching the sea, rippling its waves as blue as the ocean, beckoning, a golden color revealing the frag...

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“Sugar and Flower substances” by Carolyn Bayne

Submitted to Contest #9

It was the middle of spring on the outskirts of Romania, 1839. Everything was prepared, for the all important proposal. Gemmy, wanted this for so long, that she could not help repeating her order for the meal for two. The table was set, napkins neatly folded on either side, a jug of water in the centre of the table.The room was dimly lit with an old fashioned oil lamp; it was felt it gave an...

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“Jacuranda Hill” by Carolyn Bayne

Submitted to Contest #9

It was a Saturday morning, the birds singing in the trees, as he walked tirelessly across the pasture, thinking of allsorts in his head. He just finished the last drag of his cigarette before returning back to the house to finish packing. It was the day they were moving, away from England and going abroad for the first time.His job took him to many places, sometimes, he hardly had the chance to spend time with his family. The lucky break came when the company he wo...

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“Life is a roller coaster” by Carolyn Bayne

Submitted to Contest #9

The house looked symbolic surrounded by the greenery of the hills and valleys and by the natural plant life. It was true that the Harper family had treaded into a domain alien to their current surroundings. They had left their homeland, Canada to pursue a new life chasing his dreams. He was an architect, Jeff Harper, it was his dream they were following. Gina Harper, an interior designer, worked on the rich and famous properties of Hollywood. The teenager...

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