hudsonmoon
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | The Little Lady | well-wisher | 6 | 13 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Fat Girl | maggyvaneijk | 18 | 13 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Room For No Angel (I.P.) | oldpesky | 31 | 13 years 6 months ago |
| Story | All the women in my family smoke | maggyvaneijk | 18 | 13 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Stumble | itsnotnatural | 4 | 13 years 6 months ago |
| Story | The MMR vaccine | Terrence Oblong | 5 | 13 years 6 months ago |
| Story | ABC tales Bad Writing Prize! ( I P ) | skinner_jennifer | 16 | 13 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Bad Writing (IP) | The Other Terre... | 5 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Forum topic | Where Are You From? | Dynamaso | 78 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Drama Attempt : “Magic Moments” (IP) | well-wisher | 4 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | One Shirley Temple and Five Pints of Stella | maggyvaneijk | 22 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Igor Makes a Friend | hudsonmoon | 2 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Peeing with Whitman | hudsonmoon | 4 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Igor Gets the Finger | hudsonmoon | 2 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Ruined | alibob | 9 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Hans Gets Stollen | hudsonmoon | 2 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Why Diner Sores are Extinct | hudsonmoon | 2 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Let's Start Again | oldpesky | 22 | 13 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Finding Art | M_C_Green | 6 | 13 years 8 months ago |
| Story | No Place Like Home | markbrown | 6 | 13 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Marshmallow | spiltmilk | 4 | 13 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Bathroom | spiltmilk | 5 | 13 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The day nothing much happened 4/4 | Geoffrey | 2 | 13 years 12 months ago |
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My stories
A Boy Can
Harry stared down the bowl of alphabet soup, blowing on the steamy morsels until the words, ‘a boy can’ appeared.
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Writing in the Dark
“What are you doing in here?” said Margaret. “I’m writing,” said Johnny. Johnny adjusted himself on the toilet seat and turned the page of his notebook. Margaret turned on the light.
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Dear Barking Dog
Dear barking dog at the end of the street, I hate you. I don’t know who you are, or which house you live in, but I hate you just the same.
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The Ghosts of Marylebone Station
One night, many years ago, I was out having a couple of beers with my dad, when he blurted out, “When I die, I want my ashes scattered across Abbey Road.”
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The Lady in the Window III (Newgate Prison Blues)
A repost.
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