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StoryComing Up, 13th October 1940 pjmerrigan814 years 1 month ago
Forum topicIs it better to be bad? Lem1614 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Bank Job! (IP) A short play Denzella3214 years 1 month ago
StoryInto the Light jackie amor214 years 1 month ago
StoryGary's Crazy Legs Sooz006414 years 1 month ago
StoryIt's a Good Day So Far: Chapter Thirty Two: Surprise! Sooz006714 years 1 month ago
StoryClouds and Princess Diana (IP) tcook1814 years 1 month ago
StoryLike the Frickin' Dinosaurs pjmerrigan714 years 1 month ago
StoryLittle Dancer, Aged Nineteen pjmerrigan1714 years 1 month ago
Storywork in progress with fire and ghosts nositesavailable214 years 1 month ago
StoryGo To India Sooz006814 years 1 month ago
StoryPaper cuts Sooz006214 years 1 month ago
StoryA Sucker Seduced - Part X - A Conclusion - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon914 years 1 month ago
StoryA Sucker Seduced - Part IX - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon414 years 1 month ago
StorySelfish Husbands - I've had A Few (I. P.) Denzella1114 years 1 month ago
StoryIdea for poem structure: A Word Symphony well-wisher814 years 1 month ago
StoryJakes Revenge ( Part 9) jolono814 years 1 month ago
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StoryAll I Want to do is Scream pjmerrigan914 years 1 month ago
StoryWhere Butterflies Sleep Sooz0061314 years 1 month ago
StoryIt's A Good Day So Far: Chapter thirty One: Dead Honeysuckle Sooz0061214 years 1 month ago
StoryMove, you .. denni12014 years 1 month ago
StorySleeping, Sleeping City thanksforthepar...1214 years 1 month ago
StoryNext to Nothin' (country n western song!) amlee214 years 1 month ago

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My stories

Cherry

Through the window

I looked through my window and watched as the little boy pulled himself up the hill. His gnarled and twisted legs, each with a manic, jester-like will of its own, pulling in the opposite
Cherry

That Damned Bell!

That damned bell. ‘Yes Tom, what is it, love?’ ‘May I have a cup of tea please, nurse?’ Just give me a few minutes, love, and I’ll make one for everyone.’ That damned bell.

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