Yvonne Anderson
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | The Night Before the Radiotherapy | Silver Spun Sand | 8 | 12 years 2 months ago |
| Story | uncovering oneself (2) | celticman | 26 | 12 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Lilac | Yvonne Anderson | 8 | 12 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Travel - Penzance | Ray Schaufeld | 12 | 12 years 2 months ago |
| Story | uncovering oneself (1) | celticman | 22 | 12 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Breathless for Winter to be gone | Yvonne Anderson | 10 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Saturdays | Yvonne Anderson | 8 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Daft as a brush | Yvonne Anderson | 9 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Piggy Bank | Rhiannonw | 9 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Shorty | TheGameCat | 5 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Chestnut Mare | Jambeadie | 15 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Down the tunnel | Yvonne Anderson | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Insomniac | Yvonne Anderson | 6 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | scream | alphadog1 | 4 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | For Better for Worse... | Silver Spun Sand | 24 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | A school dinner | Yvonne Anderson | 2 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Collection | Poems | Yvonne Anderson | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Collection | Autobiography | Yvonne Anderson | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | First Love | luigi_pagano | 22 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | New | midgeryall | 2 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Me and dad | Yvonne Anderson | 6 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | My Daughter and Other Angels | Silver Spun Sand | 14 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | An old friend | Yvonne Anderson | 6 | 12 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Remembering M | Yvonne Anderson | 11 | 12 years 7 months ago |
My stories
Violent
The beast slavering, rumbling, growling, straining at the leash, throwing itself wall to door. Its chains slinking, creaking, bending, yielding crack...
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- 1186 reads
It's finally over
So what is it you want then, if you’re saying it’s the end? To breathe, to be me, not to have to pretend. Tch. Let’s give it another try don’t let it...
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- 775 reads
Trinity
The innocence of the pram, Softly stuffed and padded, Draped with toys and teddies. Innocent yet of the cheesy vomit, Ice cream with melted chocolate...
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- 689 reads
The Mad Artist
Another Sunday in the village. We went for a walk to the Green, lingered at the bus stop to read the rumours and share a smoke. The one place open...
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- 2072 reads
Little girls go to the park
Dainty daisies dotted Dotty daisies Daisies everywhere Spinning dizzy Getting giddy As far as eyes can see Dinky dots scattered on green. Run and...
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- 697 reads