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Storya Steve011 years 5 months ago
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My stories

TT (New)

Trisha entered the classroam. Literally, all eyes were on her. She opened her eyes, and looked to the back of the classroom. She turned pale. It was...

Miss in Vous

I wonder how you can be so strong, how you can wait so long for victory. Life seems to me like a laughing shadow, a poor play made for madmen and...

TT2

The novel was dead. The author was dead. The author was not pairing his fingernails like an English Dandy. Was God dead? Was narrative dead? Anyone...

The New Yale Law School 1L

Margie Principal walked around the room looking at Trisha Trousseau pitifully. -You are to have no children. The Law is your child. and you are the...

TT

Trisha Trousseau was foraging in the forest. She was looking for truffles. She saw a doe. She stopped. Lovely dear, leafly so luvly groovy. Trisha...

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