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Storythe aviation museum culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storymy wife the psychopath culturehero112 years 4 months ago
Storythe pink ladies culturehero212 years 4 months ago
Storythe girl with hands like an alien zygote culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storythe boy culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storyon the roof culturehero312 years 4 months ago
Storythe rise of the ants culturehero212 years 4 months ago
Storythe lump culturehero112 years 4 months ago
Storythe hot air balloon culturehero112 years 4 months ago
Storyseptember 11, by default culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storythe television romance culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storythe mysterious pink envelope culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storysun catching at noon in the wild west culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storyrainbows culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storydifferent worlds culturehero112 years 4 months ago
StoryDerek Obama, President culturehero212 years 4 months ago
Storyfeelings of scared culturehero112 years 4 months ago
Storyfuneral culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storyfreddie mercury, the future and me culturehero012 years 4 months ago
Storythe house by the sea pt. 3: mad tom culturehero213 years 3 months ago
Forum topicIn view of this week's Inspiration Point... tcook715 years 10 months ago
StoryTender Bruises (rewrite for bosch) jennifer916 years 11 months ago
Storyplease take me with you someplace better than this culturehero317 years 6 months ago
Forum topicThe Year in Films mikepyro3117 years 7 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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