Charlene Flanagan

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StoryCruel Intentions Charlene Flanagan012 years 8 months ago
CollectionBook- Transit Charlene Flanagan012 years 8 months ago
StoryUntitled Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 7 Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 6 Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 5 Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 4 Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 3 Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 2 Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 1 Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryPeace Wars Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryTransit- Prologue Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryPiece the Puzzle Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryScreaming Infidelities Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StorySunrise Charlene Flanagan112 years 10 months ago
StoryTogether Forever Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryDrops of Rain Charlene Flanagan012 years 10 months ago
StoryHey Joe... Silver Spun Sand1313 years 3 months ago
StoryLove Game Charlene Flanagan515 years 5 months ago
StoryFreewill Lady-Bathsheba615 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Shadow Charlene Flanagan416 years 4 months ago
StoryReflection Charlene Flanagan416 years 4 months ago
StoryTainted Face Charlene Flanagan216 years 4 months ago
StoryUncertainties Charlene Flanagan516 years 4 months ago
StoryI Waited... Charlene Flanagan216 years 4 months ago

My stories

Cruel Intentions

He came, like a touch upon the hand, With eyes a glorious green, So suddenly, it was hard to stand, Nothing but a face was all she’d seen. Standing tall, his head up high,

Sunrise

A glow, a fiery orange red Rose slowly through the skies Enveloping darkness, scattering dread While the world still sleeping lies Birds awakened by the morning light

Uncertainties

It was 9.00 pm; an ordinary Tuesday night. I had just reached home after a long, tiring day and we were sitting to have our dinner.

Drops of Rain

Falling beads of awaited relief Like a blessing being showered down Slowly fades the wail of grief From a stressed and anxious town Sweet release from the bondage of routine life

I Waited...

Something I wrote for my boyfriend...

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