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StoryThe Way I Am rosaliekempthorne07 years 2 months ago
StoryAgain rosaliekempthorne47 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Explorer rosaliekempthorne27 years 3 months ago
Storythe way I leave Yutka97 years 3 months ago
StoryDrift 2 rosaliekempthorne07 years 3 months ago
StorySails stevepoet47 years 3 months ago
StoryDrift rosaliekempthorne77 years 3 months ago
StoryActual Action Rhiannonw67 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Castle Shakes penelopecreighton87 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (2 of 5) rosaliekempthorne37 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (1 of 5) rosaliekempthorne47 years 3 months ago
Forum topicFirst E-book rosaliekempthorne77 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (5 of 5) rosaliekempthorne17 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (3 of 5) rosaliekempthorne27 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (4 of 5) rosaliekempthorne17 years 3 months ago
StoryWords rosaliekempthorne77 years 4 months ago
StoryHard to Say Goodbye rosaliekempthorne47 years 4 months ago
StorySo, Choose rosaliekempthorne07 years 4 months ago
StoryPerfect rosaliekempthorne37 years 4 months ago
StoryBlood Red and Beautiful rosaliekempthorne07 years 4 months ago
StorySanta rosaliekempthorne07 years 4 months ago
StoryChildhood rosaliekempthorne27 years 4 months ago
StoryLeaving rosaliekempthorne57 years 4 months ago
StoryWaiting rosaliekempthorne27 years 5 months ago
StoryMr and Mrs Nose PoP47 years 5 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

WebWorld (4.10)

I stood in front of the mirror and ran my hands over my skin. The scaly infection had all but doubled in size over the few days since I’d had that...
Cherry

WebWorld (4.9)

Daybreak came harsh and in too much of a hurry. A white-gold sunrise dug at my shuttered eyes, until they couldn’t resist its prodding. Consciousness...

WebWorld (4.8)

“No, no, no.” Tristan whispered. “He doesn’t have to be dead.” His face was wrapped, covered, his whole hanging body was. Tristan grabbed my knife...
Cherry

WebWorld (4.7)

When the light came back, I just wanted to swim away from it. I was having crazy visions. I was swimming in a sea of light; but then the light became...
Cherry

WebWorld (4.6)

I don’t like to admit how long it took for me to gather up my wits – although in my defence I had a headache like nothing I’d ever had before, like...

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