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StoryPure Love. ScoZen2314 years 8 months ago
Story'Hi, Son' Silver Spun Sand1014 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Virus shyrewode514 years 8 months ago
StoryI Allow It blighters rock1314 years 9 months ago
StoryMy Kingfisher moorhens714 years 9 months ago
Storygraves widdicombe81514 years 9 months ago
StoryWhen a King passed away skinner_jennifer814 years 9 months ago
StoryUntouched but not unloved. widdicombe81814 years 9 months ago
StoryRooms with no view. ScoZen1414 years 9 months ago
StoryCraggy Bays Through Mists of Time skinner_jennifer2314 years 9 months ago
StoryEternally Nikki A214 years 9 months ago
StoryMy paper, My canvas Nikki A414 years 9 months ago
Forum topicPublished on Kindle Lindzz21914 years 9 months ago
StoryMy Love, My Life. jolono1814 years 10 months ago
Storydepression widdicombe81514 years 10 months ago
Story'Happy New Year'... Silver Spun Sand1414 years 10 months ago
StoryNo daisy chains seashore1414 years 10 months ago
StoryI recall with a giddy wonder. alphadog1414 years 10 months ago
StoryThe lost children of the world. widdicombe81714 years 10 months ago
StoryCats Called Charlie ( Part 4) jolono214 years 10 months ago
StoryCats Called Charlie (Part one) jolono414 years 10 months ago
StoryGingerly camilla914 years 10 months ago
Forum topicMerry Christmas and a Happy New Year Anonymous1114 years 10 months ago
StoryOh, What a Lovely War! Silver Spun Sand1914 years 10 months ago
StoryABC OCD - Finally Some Good News Overthetop14114 years 10 months ago

My stories

Untouched but not unloved.

Its seems unfair that I was unable to touch. To hold my child or even wipe away their first tear. I wondered if its god's way of punishment for the doubts that lingered through my head.

Broken heart

The moonlight lights up my room tonight, and the stars are peeping through the midnight clouds desperately trying to shine bright.

The lost children of the world.

The sounds of their tiny little feet running down the hard wooden stairs, wakes you up with thuds echoing through the house like a heard of elephants.

Eliza Bottom, part 4

Melody talked for hours about her life in Pandora’s gate, told her about the family she had in wiziltown.

depression

If I had known that this was the way it was going to be. That my love for you would be tested, while you drain my personality away.

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