Anne Shirley

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TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryLittle white lie Daniel Saint-John313 years 3 months ago
StorySmiles and giggles. Anne Shirley213 years 3 months ago
StoryI wish I was a Butterfly Savx813 years 3 months ago
StoryThe truth about Ruth… Mark Heathcote213 years 3 months ago
StoryGlory Of Butterflies. Anne Shirley413 years 3 months ago
Storytears are not superglue... lostallfaith113 years 3 months ago
Storythe sandals & shorts guy delapruch213 years 3 months ago
StoryThere is something astonishing within you mcmanaman613 years 4 months ago
StoryLove kept her for a teacup Mark Heathcote313 years 4 months ago
Storyrepressed memory & dog slobber delapruch113 years 4 months ago
StorySob hounddog113 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Walk. Anne Shirley613 years 4 months ago
StoryDid You Watch the Sky Richard L. Prov...613 years 4 months ago
StoryFor My Wife Richard L. Prov...213 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Neighbours Children Anne Shirley713 years 4 months ago
StoryThose certainly were the days Stevehawk613 years 4 months ago
StoryWe are filled with pain and crushed bones nancy_am613 years 4 months ago
StoryToast To The Dead pinda113 years 4 months ago
StoryHow things work francisraymonda...613 years 4 months ago
StoryVivian put on lipstick. Anne Shirley313 years 4 months ago
StoryLove & War (Tonight) awsamy313 years 4 months ago
StoryDuality April313 years 4 months ago
StoryNothing Catherine Rose Davis313 years 4 months ago
StoryThe path of a six year old believer! Mark Heathcote113 years 4 months ago
Storylooky! delapruch113 years 4 months ago

My stories

The Neighbours Children

The only time they raised their voices was when reciting times tables. Their mouths sparkled, clean as soap, although they’d never tasted it. They knew what P’s and Q’s meant,

Vivian put on lipstick.

Vivian put on lipstick. She knew full well the effect this would have on men; (she had read all about it on the internet), one man in particular, Richard

The day my heart sang.

Well that day, my heart sang and so did I. But what if hearts really did have mouths, and when we opened them blood fell out. Red, staining the carpet, which is rather similar

Follow the leader.

Dazed, we play follow the leader tripping & falling but moving forwards. My heart pounds in my feet, heavy,

The rules.

We are on a chess board, and you are on the wrong square. The rules are simple, when black mixes with white someone loses. White starts first, always. It just makes it less complicated.

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