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StoryWhat It Is blackjack-davey1310 years 11 months ago
StoryWolf-pack blackjack-davey1410 years 11 months ago
StoryWillow Bee2310 years 11 months ago
StoryFive Fathers' Days blighters rock610 years 12 months ago
StoryA Piece of Cake Bee2511 years 3 days ago
StoryThe Chemotherapy Red Blues Bee4011 years 3 days ago
StoryAs I Write Bee2011 years 1 week ago
StoryA Lonely Place Bee2211 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWish Bee3111 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Waiting Room Bee5111 years 1 month ago
StoryTHAT Feeling! jolono2111 years 1 month ago
StoryBig Bee1911 years 1 month ago
StorySymmetry Bee2111 years 1 month ago
StoryEmpty blighters rock1011 years 1 month ago
StoryGave it to the sea Stephen Thom2111 years 1 month ago
StoryAll the Ghosts of Us Bee2911 years 2 months ago
StoryTaking Turns T_az1711 years 3 months ago
StoryFlesh and Blood (For 'Woke Up This Morning' Comp.) RJF1111 years 4 months ago
StoryDéjà vu Bee1611 years 4 months ago
StoryThe timely discovery of a world of hermits blighters rock1411 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Birth of Claustrophobia Bee2111 years 5 months ago
StoryFinding holes blighters rock1611 years 5 months ago
StoryMandarin - re-write Bee2511 years 5 months ago
StoryWoke Up This Morning RJF811 years 5 months ago
StoryShe Cut Her Hair! jolono3311 years 5 months ago

My stories

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Woke Up This Morning

Woke up this morning feeling fit as a fiddle. That was a nice surprise because most mornings I felt dreadful. I lay in bed for a while enjoying the...
Cherry

The end of the line

Carly stepped into the carriage and sat down. She’d had a horrible journey. She was surprised to find the carriage empty, but then it was late and...
Cherry

I know why

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When the police knocked on his door he wept. They were real tears. The police sat down with him, comforted him. They told him he mustn’t feel...
Cherry

In the name of the Father

The loss of her Father was devastating; she could hardly believe it had been nearly five years. She missed him every day but Jack had been wonderful...

Choices

The train was almost empty; just me and a teenage boy. He was a walking cliché in a hoodie and sluggish jeans. I caught his eye but he looked away...
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