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Michael Cargill



The Bigger Picture

Emily stepped under the railing, and walked across the grass. The ground rumbled beneath her feet.

"Get out of the way, fool woman!" someone shouted.

Emily didn't seem to hear, and remained where she was. She looked up, and saw three large, brown beasts roar past. Somehow, they hadn't seen her.

Two more began charging towards her, and she turned to face them.

This was it; this was what she was here for.

Emily Davison spread her arms out, unfurling a purple banner.

The King's horse was almost upon her.

"Votes for women!" she screamed.

Then her world turned black.


Abigail liked train journeys, but hated the crowds. The adults towered above her, their heavy overcoats blocking out the light. She sighed, and wondered why no-one was speaking.

Spotting a small gap, she squeezed herself into it. The yellow badge that was pinned to her jacket ripped off, and fell to the floor. Someone above her tutted loudly, and Abigail decided not to pick it up again.

She spotted a man in uniform. Surely, he must know where they were going.

"Excuse me," she politely enquired. "Where are we going?"

The man's expression was one of death.

"Auschwitz," he replied.