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Allie - The teenage years of Alexander HortenA Book by Victoria TempleAlexander, or Allie as everyone calls him has a new diary. You now have the chance to enter the confusing and exciting times and tribulations of being.. |
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1. July 4-11, 2015A Chapter by Victoria TempleAllie is now 13 |
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2. July 12-18, 2015A Chapter by Victoria Temple13 and one weeks old! |
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Lost Letters and Sweet NothingsA Book by MayFragments of thoughts and letters from two girls: Althea, the witch. Poppy, the village girl. |
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3. July 19-25, 2015A Chapter by Victoria TempleThis was a horrible week |
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4. July 26 - August 1, 2015A Chapter by Victoria TempleGetting ready for Greece |
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5. August 2 – 8, 2015A Chapter by Victoria TempleGreek Holidays! |
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August 9 - 15, 2015A Chapter by Victoria TempleThis is no normal Holiday |
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The God Of AimlessnessA Story by Jack Fitzpatrick KellyMy first ever short story. Parable about God and the human condition. |
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Father-Daughter BondingA Story by Philip MyersTempers flail when a single dad's rebellious teenage daughter comes in past curfew. |
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GuzzlerA Story by J.EnkoA wine that tastes too good to be true enthralls Ketra and her friend Ketsu as they try to grapple the struggles that is: senior year of high school. .. |
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WorthlessA Poem by FallenBirdResults are never what you hope for them to be. |
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It's okay, I'm just tired.A Poem by Deep poetryTW: depressi0n, Su1c1dal th0ught$ |
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What does depression feel like?A Poem by Deep poetryTW: depressi0n, de@th, su1c1dal th0ughts, sh |
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grapefruit flesh sunsetsA Poem by kimpetersen13kpBeing out at night, just before the sun dies, holding you, not knowing about tomorrow, but being certain that today we are. Today. |
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a part of meA Poem by navawhat could a better me do? what could i be if i was motivated? |
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We sit together and dreamA Poem by AnnySlow night Insomnia is my most frequent visitor We sit together on my bed And dream |
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Compartment 114
The Shadow On My Shoulder
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...
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