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StoryHoward Ewan516 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Birth of Adam Amazon316 years 5 months ago
StoryCondemned hadley316 years 5 months ago
StorySweet Charity Silver Spun Sand1616 years 5 months ago
StoryInstant Message Ewan1116 years 5 months ago
StoryHamlet as a Limerick tcook3116 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Woman in White Silver Spun Sand516 years 8 months ago
StoryNot again, please chelseyflood116 years 10 months ago
StoryKira. QueenElf416 years 10 months ago
StoryPhilistines Ewan416 years 11 months ago
StoryOperation Midnight. QueenElf316 years 11 months ago
StoryCRACKER NIGHT Dynamaso816 years 11 months ago
StoryAnother E-mail Ewan416 years 11 months ago
StoryHopebroken Alaw516 years 11 months ago
StoryLiving on the Rainbow's Edge. QueenElf316 years 11 months ago
StoryMan Cook nametaken316 years 11 months ago
StoryKing Arthur and the beach at Poole. QueenElf217 years 4 days ago
StoryThe Bravery Of My Father mcscraic217 years 1 week ago
StoryCold meat For Dinner primate317 years 1 week ago
StoryCaveat Emptor Ewan217 years 1 month ago
StoryLocus delicti brighteyes217 years 1 month ago
StoryNo More Than Ten Words. QueenElf417 years 1 month ago
StoryNostalgia Comp mickdonnellan317 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Fairly Good Mother moonmonkey417 years 3 months ago
StoryIt’s simple and natural Brooklands117 years 3 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Inside Out (A new beginning).

The door opened to my hesitant knock and I made my way inside, brushing a pile of papers aside as I made my way to the proffered seat.
Cherry

Are you Lonesome tonight? Please read.

This is not a poem, nor is it a story, but it’s a heartfelt message to anyone else out there who is on their own tonight.

Portrait in a darkened Mirror.

Her stillness was the first thing I noticed, though later I would remember details that eluded me at the time.

The Womens' Reading Group. Chapter 3.

Suzy’s weekend hadn’t gone at all well. Friday night she managed to finish early, there wasn’t much interest in properties at the moment.

Nostaligia Comp...A Letter.

I hadn’t meant to join the Nostalgia competition, my last musings on the past were not well received, though they were true memories.

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