by Anton Wills-Eve

You have three hundred words to justify the existence of your favorite person, place, or thing. Failure to convince will result in it vanishing without a trace. Go! <a href=””>Do or Die</a>


Now be honest! Look at me. Handsome, humerous, cheerful always there to help a friend and always  willing to give money to the poor. Have you ever seen my equal?

And I really am the epitome of everything a beautiful young girl could want. Rich, generous, honest and happy to stand by her in any sort of crisis.  Oh, and those smiling, come to bed green eyes with ‘I love you’ written all over them. Go on, admit it ! I’m irresistible aren’t I?

But above all I treasure the smiling, holy spirit that God blessed me with when he created my soul. How did He get so much goodness, charity and kindness into one human being? It beggars belief, it really does. There are times when I can hardly believe it myself and can barely keep my hands off the mirror as my gorgeous image stares back at me.

Strewth,  the rest of you are so lucky being able to see such a gay – no not in that sense! – swashbuckling hero as me. And even more wonderful is the way I can prove I am everything I claim about myself.

If I’ve failed to convince you all of the truth about  wonderful ME then I must have vanished without a trace. You’ve said  as much yourself, have you not? So I just went out into the garden and pinched myself and to my great joy, though not surprise, I discovered that I’m still here. The best proof you could have of my veracity. And I agree!

Anton Wills-Eve