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StoryPure Love. ScoZen2313 years 2 months ago
Story'Hi, Son' Silver Spun Sand1013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Virus shyrewode513 years 3 months ago
StoryI Allow It blighters rock1313 years 3 months ago
StoryMy Kingfisher moorhens713 years 3 months ago
Storygraves widdicombe81513 years 3 months ago
StoryWhen a King passed away skinner_jennifer813 years 4 months ago
StoryUntouched but not unloved. widdicombe81813 years 4 months ago
StoryRooms with no view. ScoZen1413 years 4 months ago
StoryCraggy Bays Through Mists of Time skinner_jennifer2313 years 4 months ago
StoryEternally Nikki A213 years 4 months ago
StoryMy paper, My canvas Nikki A413 years 4 months ago
Forum topicPublished on Kindle Lindzz21913 years 4 months ago
StoryMy Love, My Life. jolono1813 years 4 months ago
Storydepression widdicombe81513 years 4 months ago
Story'Happy New Year'... Silver Spun Sand1413 years 4 months ago
StoryNo daisy chains seashore1413 years 4 months ago
StoryI recall with a giddy wonder. alphadog1413 years 4 months ago
StoryThe lost children of the world. widdicombe81713 years 4 months ago
StoryCats Called Charlie ( Part 4) jolono213 years 4 months ago
StoryCats Called Charlie (Part one) jolono413 years 4 months ago
StoryGingerly camilla1013 years 4 months ago
Forum topicMerry Christmas and a Happy New Year Anonymous1113 years 4 months ago
StoryOh, What a Lovely War! Silver Spun Sand1913 years 5 months ago
StoryABC OCD - Finally Some Good News Overthetop14113 years 5 months ago

My stories

Untouched but not unloved.

Its seems unfair that I was unable to touch. To hold my child or even wipe away their first tear. I wondered if its god's way of punishment for the doubts that lingered through my head.

Broken heart

The moonlight lights up my room tonight, and the stars are peeping through the midnight clouds desperately trying to shine bright.

The lost children of the world.

The sounds of their tiny little feet running down the hard wooden stairs, wakes you up with thuds echoing through the house like a heard of elephants.

Eliza Bottom, part 4

Melody talked for hours about her life in Pandora’s gate, told her about the family she had in wiziltown.

depression

If I had known that this was the way it was going to be. That my love for you would be tested, while you drain my personality away.

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