Natalia

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StoryChapter One- Don't Cry Over Spilt Milk Natalia1012 years 9 months ago
StoryDear Mother... Natalia812 years 9 months ago
Forum topicMy First Novel, after 105 short stories..! tonythorne412 years 9 months ago
Storythe cause braintrain212 years 9 months ago
StoryMy Child is Missing! Denzella1012 years 9 months ago
StoryBeing Strong thescreaminducer112 years 9 months ago
Forum topicNeil Armstrong Parson Thru812 years 9 months ago
Forum topicWriting Level Jessiibear1212 years 9 months ago
StoryMaking Friends (was A Story of a Girl) minimaddi112 years 9 months ago
StoryWhispers in a Forest Natalia612 years 9 months ago
Forum topicFeedback Denzella812 years 9 months ago
StoryA MUM IS FOR LIFE Miss Polly612 years 9 months ago
Forum topic17.08.12 Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week tcook412 years 9 months ago
Forum topicA successful day today Terrence Oblong712 years 9 months ago
StoryYou Breathe Jessiibear912 years 9 months ago
StoryWonderful relationship pkroutray212 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Girl is Lost BensonSpeaks312 years 10 months ago
StoryRemembering Us thescreaminducer112 years 10 months ago
StoryA Cadaver In Cleavage Clinton Morgan412 years 10 months ago
Forum topicUNBELIEVABLE IS GO! jennifer1712 years 10 months ago
StoryChapter Six- My Changing World Natalia212 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Demonicus Strain - Pt. 1 Bryan Skylar212 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Day of the Leaving Natalia212 years 10 months ago
StoryChapter Four- The Punchline Natalia512 years 10 months ago
StoryChapter Five- My Sister the Rebel Natalia412 years 10 months ago

My stories

Dear Mother...

I am at a happy place.

Save me

Pain, it transpires Comes in waves Streaming; wiping Clearing thoughts away Memories of Regrettable incidents Forced to the surface Crowding Tell me what I should do How I can escape

Chapter Six- My Changing World

Pavni ended up buying a bright orange dress hemmed with black roses.

The Day of the Leaving

Memories of my homework Disappeared that very day I kept saying I'd do it But it never went that way I slept till late on Saturday And on Sunday till evening five I never once thought of it

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