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StoryPatience is a virtue -- well, it's someone's virtue I'm sure!! Rebekah118 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Last Horse chelseyflood218 years 2 months ago
StoryThe New Honesty Brooklands218 years 2 months ago
StoryGently Giant Rebekah618 years 2 months ago
StoryWords Will Not Suffice Rebekah518 years 2 months ago
Storyearly morning conversation animan618 years 2 months ago
Forum topicTouting for authors - I'm hooked animan1718 years 2 months ago
StoryForever Jaded - Chapter 3 Leno218 years 2 months ago
StoryForever Jaded - Chapter 1 Leno218 years 2 months ago
StoryForever Jaded - Prologue Leno218 years 2 months ago
StoryRoses Hovered Above Us chelseyflood118 years 2 months ago
StoryA Shrieking mind's Inspiration. keleph618 years 2 months ago
StorySee Where Satan Showed His Skin BeamsAndVoids618 years 2 months ago
StoryA Teenage Life Chapter One- Leaving Home Leno418 years 2 months ago
StoryA Teenage Life Prologue- Change in Plan Leno218 years 2 months ago
StoryQuickly Leno118 years 2 months ago
StoryNibbing beef618 years 3 months ago
StoryBefore the Fall bayinghounds418 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Cuckoo’s Nest Lorraine_Mace618 years 3 months ago
StoryA Dangerous Valentine Lorraine_Mace418 years 3 months ago
StoryBetter Fred than Dead. CinCCO218 years 3 months ago
StoryPlayer, Piano keleph718 years 3 months ago
Forum topicClowns. styx818 years 3 months ago
StoryInspiration point: A minor Incident Sooz006718 years 3 months ago
Forum topicWHAT'S THE WORST DISCOVERY EVER? styx2818 years 4 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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