Charlene Flanagan

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StoryCruel Intentions Charlene Flanagan012 years 4 months ago
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StoryUntitled Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 7 Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
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StoryTransit- Chapter 4 Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 3 Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 2 Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryTransit- Chapter 1 Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryPeace Wars Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryTransit- Prologue Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryPiece the Puzzle Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryScreaming Infidelities Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StorySunrise Charlene Flanagan112 years 6 months ago
StoryTogether Forever Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryDrops of Rain Charlene Flanagan012 years 6 months ago
StoryHey Joe... Silver Spun Sand1312 years 11 months ago
StoryLove Game Charlene Flanagan515 years 1 month ago
StoryFreewill Lady-Bathsheba615 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Shadow Charlene Flanagan416 years 6 days ago
StoryReflection Charlene Flanagan416 years 2 weeks ago
StoryTainted Face Charlene Flanagan216 years 2 weeks ago
StoryUncertainties Charlene Flanagan516 years 2 weeks ago
StoryI Waited... Charlene Flanagan216 years 2 weeks ago

My stories

Piece the Puzzle

Sitting at my window Lonely thoughts running through my mind Wondering where life's taking me And what life's left behind I'm staring down the rain-clad road Watching children as they play

Screaming Infidelities

Crying on his shoulders She slowly reeled him in Sob stories made his heart melt She was smiling from within “He makes me smile, you won’t understand I know that this is real,

Untitled

Last night I saw cloudy skies Before the first rain falls Heavy drops of painful cries Seemed to muffle my desperate calls I could see us standing miles apart While you soaked in the heavy rain

Reflection

Who is that girl, where does she go? Does anyone know her name? She’s wandering lost, painfully slow, Everyday just the same. Expressionless, without a smile Her eyes all filled with tears
Cherry

Tainted Face

A young girl finds herself a victim of abuse and is forced into a life of prostitution. (Since this story is based in India, the names and places might have weird pronunciations.)

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