Blood Money (chapter eleven and twelve.)

By hulsey on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

Continued.
Crime
Story
Certificate 18

Like What My Father Said

By MaggieG on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

I stir the news, trying to mix the creamy fluff with all these dark brewings; an attempt to blend something closer to the truth than what I am drinking in. "Amnesty International,
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate PG

A Tomato Plan

By Richard L. Provencher on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

Tomato for a nice sandwich We asked noting her half-hearted Smile
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

Summer Butterflies

By hadley on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

“But words,” she said. “They Don’t mean anything at all. They flutter around And weave patterns through our days, Like the too brief lives Of bright summer butterflies.
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

They (final draft.) with more changes

By alphadog1 on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

“The notion that the world around us is continually evolving is a platitude; we rarely grasp its full implications.
Horror
Story
Certificate 18

Blood Money (chapters nine and ten.)

By hulsey on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

Continued.
Crime
Story
Certificate 18

Being Dead

By Graham Clifford on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

Might it be easier, being dead?
Humour
Poem
Certificate U

The statue 11/15

By Geoffrey on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

Jennifer Jane was quite glad to get out of the Home and ride Major up to the castle.
Children's
Story
Certificate U

The statue 10/15

By Geoffrey on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

Everything else in the village was much as she remembered and Jennifer Jane was beginning to wonder what to do next, when she suddenly had one of her bright ideas.
Children's
Story
Certificate U

S&A

By caribou_ on Wed, 14 Sep 2011

When they came together They found that there was nothing That the other didn’t make better If she’d never left the BBC If he hadn’t followed in the footsteps of his family
Love
Poem
Certificate U

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