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StoryPatience is a virtue -- well, it's someone's virtue I'm sure!! Rebekah117 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Last Horse chelseyflood217 years 5 months ago
StoryThe New Honesty Brooklands217 years 5 months ago
StoryGently Giant Rebekah617 years 5 months ago
StoryWords Will Not Suffice Rebekah517 years 5 months ago
Storyearly morning conversation animan617 years 5 months ago
Forum topicTouting for authors - I'm hooked animan1717 years 5 months ago
StoryForever Jaded - Chapter 3 Leno217 years 5 months ago
StoryForever Jaded - Chapter 1 Leno217 years 5 months ago
StoryForever Jaded - Prologue Leno217 years 5 months ago
StoryRoses Hovered Above Us chelseyflood117 years 5 months ago
StoryA Shrieking mind's Inspiration. keleph617 years 5 months ago
StorySee Where Satan Showed His Skin BeamsAndVoids617 years 5 months ago
StoryA Teenage Life Chapter One- Leaving Home Leno417 years 5 months ago
StoryA Teenage Life Prologue- Change in Plan Leno217 years 5 months ago
StoryQuickly Leno117 years 5 months ago
StoryNibbing beef617 years 6 months ago
StoryBefore the Fall bayinghounds417 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Cuckoo’s Nest Lorraine_Mace617 years 6 months ago
StoryA Dangerous Valentine Lorraine_Mace417 years 6 months ago
StoryBetter Fred than Dead. CinCCO217 years 6 months ago
StoryPlayer, Piano keleph717 years 6 months ago
Forum topicClowns. styx817 years 6 months ago
StoryInspiration point: A minor Incident Sooz006717 years 6 months ago
Forum topicWHAT'S THE WORST DISCOVERY EVER? styx2817 years 7 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Buttons

My father is a large man. Larger than a normal man. He's very important. People say so, but they don't need to. I can tell he's important. He knows so. He wears a uniform.
Cherry

Death's Visit

A man meets Death for the second time and throws a piece of toast at him.
Cherry

Go to Hell

It was a formal looking sign. The kind of sign that says "Hey, look at me. I'm better than you" to all the lesser signs of the world. -Welcome to Hell. No smoking, please -Ningún fumar, por favor
Cherry

A Dying Fire

The balcony floor was covered in ash. My bare feet were buried in it, stained by dead embers. I raised my head and glanced across the earth. The ocean was on fire.
Cherry

I Am No One

I am a sinner. I am a killer. I am no one. The knife tucked under my jacket presses against my skin, its cold steel sending goosebumps across my arm.

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