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 9 months ago
StoryRemembering Us thescreaminducer112 years 9 months ago
StoryA Cadaver In Cleavage Clinton Morgan412 years 9 months ago
Forum topicUNBELIEVABLE IS GO! jennifer1712 years 9 months ago
StoryChapter Six- My Changing World Natalia212 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Demonicus Strain - Pt. 1 Bryan Skylar212 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Day of the Leaving Natalia212 years 9 months ago
StoryChapter Four- The Punchline Natalia512 years 9 months ago
StoryChapter Five- My Sister the Rebel Natalia412 years 9 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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