Kirsty Corner, News, Pictures, Buzz

Barclays FA WSL Report: Chelsea 2-1 Manchester United  thefa.com

Album reviews: Sleaford Mods, Shame, Stereolab, Insides & more  Brooklyn Vegan

The finalists for the Maclean’s Parliamentarians of the Year Awards  Maclean's

Kirsty Gilmour eyes crutches to Olympics journey after foot injury  BBC News

New Year Honours: NHS staff and pandemic helpers are recognised  Metro.co.uk

The Archers at 70: so much more than an everyday tale of country folk  The Guardian

The IAM Christmas Playlist 2020 | IAM  IAM

It's the Ballad of Bridie Town: Fairytale Forfar take on Christmas classic is a cracker  The Courier

A swimming hole jaunt high school mates will never forget  Stuff.co.nz

Speaker's behaviour shameful, says magistrate - Cayman Islands Headline News  Cayman News Service

North-east SNP MPs call for meeting with business secretary over sector deal - News for the Oil and Gas Sector  Energy Voice

FA Women's Championship report: Durham 2-0 Liverpool  thefa.com

Barclays FA Women's Super League report: Manchester United 6-1 Bristol City  thefa.com

Barclays FA Women's Super League report: Brighton 1-3 Reading  thefa.com

Coeur d'Alene Press  Coeur d'Alene Press

The tragic story of Kirsty MacColl’s death  Far Out Magazine

Women's Match Report: Everton 1 United 0  Manchester United

Appeal helps needy children  Bradford Telegraph and Argus

Two wheels may be good, but four legs are better for rail trail riders  Otago Daily Times

Deal or no deal, whatever Brexit we get at this stage will be an economic nightmare  Independent.ie

1. two towns, hilldon and baton are 20 miles apart. it is proposed to build a new shopping centre within 15 miles of hilldon but nearer to baton than hilldon. using a scale of 1cm:5 miles, make a scale drawing and show the region where the shopping centre can be built. 2. kirsty has a triangular patio with sides of 6m, 4m, and 5m. she wants to put a plant pot on the patio more than 2m from any corner. using a scale of 1cm:1m, construct a drawing and show, by shading, where she can put the plant pot. I've drawn a triangle with 6cm, 4cm and 5cm side, not sure what to do next, could someone explain? Thanks

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So there's this guy that I really like, and he's the same age as me , but he doesn't like me. He gave a poem to my friend and she told him she isn't interested in him at all like that. He talks to me all the time and we hug (actually everybody kind of hugs each other). He's tall and cute, and sweet and perfect! :) There's another guy that I also kind of like, and he's a year older than me. He's really cute and sweet too. Neither of them like me though. Are there any tips any one can give me to kind of help me out, like to get them to kind of maybe see me as a potential girl friend? Or maybe even start liking me in that way, or to impress them? P.s. The guy my age might be auditioning for a shakespere play with me and i don't go to school with either of them 13 minutes ago - 4 days left to answer. Additional Details I'm sorry I probably should have added this earlier but we already do a lot of the same things and like a lot of the same things and i do talk to them quite a bit laready. sorry i didn't already have this :/ 3 minutes ago I'm sorry I probably should have added this earlier but we already do a lot of the same things and like a lot of the same things and i do talk to them quite a bit laready. sorry i didn't already have this :/ @Kirsty i do not know your email, can you give it to me?

The Baby Sitter A young girl named Lauren volunteered to baby sit two five year old children for her Uncle Tom and his wife Kirsty. Laurens relationship with Tom and Kirsty wasn’t very close. They would only see each other on Family re-unions and sometimes at Christmas. Tom owned a very large house. About the size of a regular mansion. Some rooms seem as if they weren’t as visited as often, compared to the others. It was clearly shown by the amount of dust floating about and spider webs hung on the corners of the room. Tom and Kirsty would be gone for a week, due to Tom’s business trips. Lauren was told she would have to stay in the children’s play room since Tom didn’t want Lauren to wander around the house. On her first night, she noticed that Tom had put a high tech home phone in the children’s play room. She also noticed the children very much liked clowns. There were clown wall papers around the room, clown dolls and clown decorated furniture was located all over the room. Tom had set up a bed in there, meaning that she would have to sleep there. The playroom consisted of two rooms. Lauren opened the door of the other room. In there lay a life sized clown doll, sat upright on a creaking rocking chair. Lauren wasn’t interested in the room but acknowledged the disturbing looking clown doll and shut the door behind her. Every night of sleep, Lauren could hear the sound of the rocking chair, squeaking on the vintage wooden floor. She got so fearful of the sound, she had the thought of calling Uncle Tom to get permission to move rooms. She slowly drifted off to sleep, frightened. During the fourth night of baby sitting, Lauren was going to call Tom for permission to move rooms. The kids were in deep sleep. The time was 11.57pm. Suddenly the home phone rang loudly, sounding throughout the house. She grabbed the phone without hesitant and went straight to down stairs so that it won’t wake the kids. She looked at the phone to check who Tom knew would be calling the house at around midnight. It read ‘Calling from home’ strangely. Someone was in the house calling the home number. She paused a moment before answering it. A faint sound of the squeaking rocking chair echoed. Footsteps thumped. The sound of slashing and the shrieks of despair filled the air. Lauren went up stairs, cautiously and panicking. She opened the door to the other room with the life sized clown doll. Lauren saw that the chair was rocking more vigorously than ever. But this time, the clown’s expressions were more distinctly obvious than usual. Its face had suddenly manipulated to a menacing yet freaky smirk. Lauren was freaking out, going into shock and breathing heavily. She sprinted to the children’s bedroom and barged her way into the rooms through the door. Deep red blood patched across the sheets on the bed, teddy bears dyed a bloody brown. The two children of Tom and Kirsty had been stabbed to death. Lauren looked down, hysterical, with tears flooding, speechless. She suddenly felt a sharp pain on her back, forcing her chest to arc forward and her shoulder to bend back. She tried to breath but something was stopping her, her lungs were at full capacity. Her sight was becoming tunnel visioned, forcing her to drop to the floor. Trying to keep herself conscious, she made out a blurry figure with her head resting against the harsh floorboards, dressed like the figures on the wallpaper, standing in front of her…was the clown. The last thing she heard was the clowns screeching laughter. Based on a true story that happened in Cornwall, November 19th 1995. Any comments feedback would be appreciated :)

The Baby Sitter A young girl named Lauren volunteered to baby sit two five year old children for her Uncle Tom and his wife Kirsty. Laurens relationship with Tom and Kirsty wasn’t very close. They would only see each other on Family re-unions and sometimes at Christmas. Tom owned a very large house. About the size of a regular mansion. Some rooms seem as if they weren’t as visited as often, compared to the others. It was clearly shown by the amount of dust floating about and spider webs hung on the corners of the room. Tom and Kirsty would be gone for a week, due to Tom’s business trips. Lauren was told she would have to stay in the children’s play room since Tom didn’t want Lauren to wander around the house. On her first night, she noticed that Tom had put a high tech home phone in the children’s play room. She also noticed the children very much liked clowns. There were clown wall papers around the room, clown dolls and clown decorated furniture was located all over the room. Tom had set up a bed in there, meaning that she would have to sleep there. The playroom consisted of two rooms. Lauren opened the door of the other room. In there lay a life sized clown doll, sat upright on a creaking rocking chair. Lauren wasn’t interested in the room but acknowledged the disturbing looking clown doll and shut the door behind her. Every night of sleep, Lauren could hear the sound of the rocking chair, squeaking on the vintage wooden floor. She got so fearful of the sound, she had the thought of calling Uncle Tom to get permission to move rooms. She slowly drifted off to sleep, frightened. During the fourth night of baby sitting, Lauren was going to call Tom for permission to move rooms. The kids were in deep sleep. The time was 11.57pm. Suddenly the home phone rang loudly, sounding throughout the house. She grabbed the phone without hesitant and went straight to down stairs so that it won’t wake the kids. She looked at the phone to check who Tom knew would be calling the house at around midnight. It read ‘Calling from home’ strangely. Someone was in the house calling the home number. She paused a moment before answering it. A faint sound of the squeaking rocking chair echoed. Footsteps thumped. The sound of slashing and the shrieks of despair filled the air. Lauren went up stairs, cautiously and panicking. She opened the door to the other room with the life sized clown doll. Lauren saw that the chair was rocking more vigorously than ever. But this time, the clown’s expressions were more distinctly obvious than usual. Its face had suddenly manipulated to a menacing yet freaky smirk. Lauren was freaking out, going into shock and breathing heavily. She sprinted to the children’s bedroom and barged her way into the rooms through the door. Patches of deep red blood patched across the sheets on the bed duvet, teddy bears dyed a bloody brown. The two children of Tom and Kirsty had been stabbed to death. Lauren looked down, hysterical, with tears flooding, speechless. She suddenly felt a sharp pain on her back, forcing her chest to arc forward and her shoulder to bend back. She tried to breath but something was stopping her, her lungs were at full capacity. Her sight was becoming tunnel visioned, forcing her to drop to the floor. Trying to keep herself conscious, she made out a blurry figure with her head resting against the harsh floorboards, dressed like the figures on the wallpaper, standing in front of her…was the clown. Based on a true story that happened in Cornwall, November 19th 1995. Please be honest with the feedback. Any feedback will be appreciated. Also what genre of the story did you think it was? Just making sure you would know without telling you Thank You :)