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Storythe aviation museum culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storymy wife the psychopath culturehero110 years 10 months ago
Storythe pink ladies culturehero210 years 10 months ago
Storythe girl with hands like an alien zygote culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storythe boy culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storyon the roof culturehero310 years 10 months ago
Storythe rise of the ants culturehero210 years 10 months ago
Storythe lump culturehero110 years 10 months ago
Storythe hot air balloon culturehero110 years 10 months ago
Storyseptember 11, by default culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storythe television romance culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storythe mysterious pink envelope culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storysun catching at noon in the wild west culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storyrainbows culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storydifferent worlds culturehero110 years 10 months ago
StoryDerek Obama, President culturehero210 years 10 months ago
Storyfeelings of scared culturehero110 years 10 months ago
Storyfuneral culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storyfreddie mercury, the future and me culturehero010 years 10 months ago
Storythe house by the sea pt. 3: mad tom culturehero211 years 9 months ago
Forum topicIn view of this week's Inspiration Point... tcook714 years 5 months ago
StoryTender Bruises (rewrite for bosch) jennifer915 years 5 months ago
Storyplease take me with you someplace better than this culturehero316 years 2 weeks ago
Forum topicThe Year in Films mikepyro3116 years 2 months ago

My stories

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animal police 2 (1 of 2)

There were less than ten people there for the funeral including clergy and organist. Aside from the obvious Dryskin hadn’t had friends, barely even...

the drilling sounds

The drilling sounds persisted. They ran through his skull badly, left his rudiments shaken, it seemed. He felt them all about his person, like blood...

a return to the house of death (10)

for any as stuck with or even started it this finally is an end.

a return to the house of death (9)

He woke early though it could have been late, it had become difficult to tell. The air in the room was as heavy around him as swarming adults. Her...

a return to the house of death (8)

Perhaps a week later there was a knock at his door that rattled through the house like heavy weights falling from considerable height. He had...

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