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Part 2A Chapter by MAs time went on I realised my hopes of forgetting what happened were disappearing day by day. But then it became more about the emotional abuse than t.. |
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So where have I parked my car THIS time?A Story by Helen BawdenA snapshot of a regular morning routine... |
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Art - The First LessonA Story by Helen BawdenAutobiography - the helpful child who always thinks it’s their responsibity to make everyone happy. |
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BrethrenA Story by Helen BawdenAs a spiritual person looking for my own right path this was the first step on the road. |
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ode to being fourteenA Poem by Sadbha free-verse poem i wrote commemorating the day i had my first kiss |
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A cluster of things I'm working onA Story by katarinaaI can never write things chronologically, and I'm always left to fill in the gaps with things I'm unhappy with. Here's two bits on some autobiography .. |
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My British Home ChildA Story by Francey JessonPart one detailing my decade long search for my grandfather. |
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Leaving HomeA Story by Helen BawdenThis was my final & clear leaving of my home, my town. From here I made my way out into the world. |
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A Levels- The ToughYearsA Story by Helen BawdenThat English exam went on to become a recurring nightmare throughout the restof my life. Always the symbol of anxiety & worry. |
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Mrs RichardsA Story by Helen BawdenThis is an account of a wonderful lady without whom I would never enjoyed the life of music that I have done. |
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The Mafioso - Part OneA Story by prosperblackFrom time to time, I think about how I spent my youth and how I wish I knew then what I know now. This is the first memory. |
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The Mafioso - Part TwoA Story by prosperblackWhere did you go Jamie? |
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Easy MoneyA Story by RoyceShort story, about true life experiences. Kind of a weird one. |
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