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Storysitting on my fathers shoulders alphadog1129 years 1 month ago
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My stories

Cherry

The Match

So there I was, stood outside, squinting from the bright sunlight. I thought it's a nice day for it anyway. This time it's not just a game, it's for real.

FORGIVE OR FORGET?

She wore a frown like an open wound; coming here to visit me had not been easy. In her arms, she cradled a slim package.

MAYDAY 2000

Written after watching "Anti Capitalist" Protesters deface a war memorial in London, May 2000.

OUR STREET

I live in a street of terrace houses where there should be a great community spirit, but there isn't.

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