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StoryBorrowed Bathtime anonymouszebra011 years 5 months ago
StoryAlone at night anonymouszebra011 years 5 months ago
CollectionYou'll thank me for this later anonymouszebra011 years 5 months ago
CollectionMiddle of the Road anonymouszebra011 years 5 months ago
StoryWarning: Don't Read anonymouszebra011 years 6 months ago
StoryThe packet of hair dye that wanted to be a glue stick anonymouszebra011 years 6 months ago
StoryOf course, you want to see my papers? anonymouszebra011 years 6 months ago
StoryUnexpected anonymouszebra011 years 6 months ago
StoryNo Jokes About Lemont anonymouszebra011 years 6 months ago
StoryOctober Did It anonymouszebra011 years 6 months ago
StoryMy Favourite Place anonymouszebra011 years 6 months ago
StoryHospital Food anonymouszebra011 years 6 months ago
StoryFaking It anonymouszebra011 years 6 months ago
Forum topichospital food by anonymouszebra Juliet OC118 years 9 months ago

My stories

Warning: Don't Read

This is a warning to whoever would like to read this book, or, to be frank, any other material described as 'literary'. It is highly dangerous. The lab tests haven't come back yet, but I'm sure they'll find conclusive evidence that books are, in fact, toxic. They are the bi-product of evil, a secret weapon of mass destruction that no-one has thought to wield - but a library in the wrong hands could easily compromise the safety of Earth's inhabitants.
Cherry

No Jokes About Lemont

...he was Stanley Lemont, just moved, eight years old and (he said this with an uncharacteristic snarl which Miss Neelam did not like) NO JOKES ABOUT LEMONT...

Borrowed Bathtime

A philosophical bathime is interrupted by irritated thought.

Faking It

She must be fucking deaf, I think. I've been yelling for the past ten minutes and she hasn't turned around.

October Did It

...October is a terrible month. The can-do attitude fails miserably, your boss is in an even crappier mood than the weather (which has decided to howl in protest to the end of summer and blow up any skirts or dresses you might wish to wear) and it's getting colder. It's unexpectedly cold, and you don't really see it coming until you're stuck in bed with a migraine, tea, and tissues positioned in an orbit around you...

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