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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Collection | Children's stories | allyb | 0 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Collection | Poetry of what has passed | allyb | 0 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Collection | General Essays and short stories | allyb | 0 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Tomas's Dream Adventures | allyb | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Never Share a Cigarette | allyb | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Self Image | allyb | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Growing Up | allyb | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | I know who my real parents are | allyb | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | never share a cigarette and Self Image by Allyb | Juliet OC | 1 | 19 years 8 months ago |
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Tomas's Dream Adventures
Tomas had had a big day. His mummy gently kissed his forehead and said "I love you angel. Have sweet dreams. Tomas smiled, closed his eyes and waited for his dreams to come.
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- 667 reads
Growing Up
I don't think I'm quite there yet I still feel like a child I'm not ready for that yet I still may want to go wild¦
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- 616 reads
I know who my real parents are
We have never had the teary reunion TV specials are made of and if I am honest, I don't want to. I am glad to have contact with her but my life is full of people who I love and who love me, including beautiful, kind and tender parents. I am not looking for another one.
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- 974 reads
Never Share a Cigarette
She runs through her mental check list. Keys, wallet, cigarettes. Yes, she has her cigarettes.
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- 698 reads
Self Image
Everyone is gone. The silence in her room is louder than ever before. She can hear the dying screams echoing in the dark shadows; hitting each of the four walls like a boomerang lost in space. The ground is littered with other peoples' possessions. Their discarded memories that they have no use for anymore lay scattered; ike she does. She wears them like stale-smelling old hand me down jumpers. The walls are cold and tired of keeping her secrets hidden.
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- 861 reads