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Red Sweatshirt

A Story by Faint

I knew. In a moment I knew. I knew that I loved this man. He was walking down the aisle, away from me, holding his little sister in his arms, wearing his red sweatshirt. She watched me as they walked ..

anzac day 2014 in canberra

A Story by writer joe

you see anzac day in Canberra in 2014 was cool cause we had Will and Kate there to plant a tree in the end, it was cool

Lumera - Helps to restore your agin..

A Story by lindaa mes

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the dancing of statues

A Poem by H.F.Bug

Between the seconds of time the living are frozen, because they could never understand why they were not chosen, for the thing they created wake up from their trace, to love and to life but not by ..

Not Like Any Other Love

A Poem by Winds of Will

A expressive story about love continuing to breathe

M--Chapter 29: Looking for the Kids

A Chapter by M Garcia

Chapter 29 Looking for the Kids “I won’t tell you anything,” Arnold said. “Why not?” I demanded. “You don’t want them; you only did that to ..

is it worth using

A Story by tanak atrina

Green Coffee Max Cleanse is made of natural ingredients that lowers the appetite and helps you to eat less of fatty food. The solution is an dietary supplement to lose fat and look fit. It is safe and

M--Chapter 30: A Reunion

A Chapter by M Garcia

Chapter 30 A Reunion “You kids wait in here until I can tell your Mother that you’re here,” I said. “Why didn’t she come for us?” the second one as..

captured in the psych ward part 36

A Story by writer joe

have you ever had your characteristics taken away from a so called mate, to get used on a soap opera, well Ron's HDU has a man who has done that, and we'll see it

captured in the psych ward part 37

A Story by writer joe

have you ever had your lunch money nicked well Ron got one of those guys into his HDU, but i guarantee there is more to it, dude

heaven, heaven

A Poem by quinn

heaven, breakup, poetry, quinn, stitch

Chapter 2

A Chapter by LJenkins

Chapter Two By the time Bear, Doll, Clownface, Dave the Dog and Bacon all bundled into a taxi, most were already flying through the realms of time and space on a drug-fuelled rocket ship. Bacon..

Chapter 3

A Chapter by LJenkins

Chapter Three Sarah McLoughlin walked quickly in to the offices of The Daily Moon near London’s Tower Hill. It was the start of her second week and the tube commute took its now-customary..

Race Day

A Story by Meg Scher

It is the day we had been anticipating since our first practice. The air is crisp, the sun is shining, and a slight tail wind will be helping us move towards the finish line. Silence fills the boat..

captured in the psych ward part 38

A Story by writer joe

you see every patient is expecting a free ride at the moment and Ron is busy giving everyone equal care

WATS--Overnight

A Chapter by M Garcia

Overnight I looked outside the window of the building and sighed. It was raining, again, and I was working all night with nothing to do, again. It was going to be a long night. It usually w..

WATS--Broken and Scarred

A Chapter by M Garcia

Beaten and Scarred “You b***h!” the man screamed. “Why did you do that?!” He was stalking me, forcing me up against the wall behind me. When my back touched the w..

WATS--Grave

A Chapter by M Garcia

Grave I looked out the window and sighed. I hated nights like this. It was foggy and dark. I hated to drive in this kind of weather; on nights like this. Unfortunately, I had to. I was a ne..

Chapter 3

A Chapter by Julianna Jefferson

In the morning, I woke up to the sound of my alarm and I got out of bed, and I went into the bathroom and I washed up and brushed my teeth. Then something popped into my head; Hollie was in my ..

Chapter 4

A Chapter by Julianna Jefferson

Three weeks later, I woke up for my first day at Saint Peter middle school; I was going into the sixth grade. I ran downstairs before the bus came, and I ate my cereal fruity oats. “So ar..

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