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StoryA Pounding In My Heart (Song) well-wisher112 years 8 months ago
Story5/1/12 delapruch112 years 8 months ago
Storythe interview delapruch212 years 8 months ago
StoryTHE MOTHER SCATTERING – MALVERN HILLS laurapayne712 years 8 months ago
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StoryCourt in the Rain I.P. Part Two Denzella1312 years 8 months ago
StorySour Dazzlepig112 years 8 months ago
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StoryA Natural Covenant Richard L. Prov...612 years 8 months ago
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Story HOW AWFUL Cavalcader1412 years 8 months ago
Storybelow the radar delapruch112 years 8 months ago
StoryPensive musings pkroutray412 years 8 months ago
StorySmall Joys Silver Spun Sand2212 years 8 months ago
StoryPedigree Crush (with a twist of passion) chapter one (rewrite) Sooz006912 years 8 months ago
StoryAfter You've Gone Silver Spun Sand1412 years 8 months ago
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Storythe parasomniac delapruch112 years 8 months ago
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StoryAWAKENING KizWiz312 years 8 months ago

My stories

Why mum was born blind

As we walked the lane where butterflies wafted she tol d me the reason why her pallette was black. Her sockets so red it hadn't been said "Why can't you see the branch of the tree?

Memories are made of this

I wonder if the world of Jean, the contributor who kindly became my precious guinea pig, would have thought our brave new world of 2013 be a better place to be than her world.

Memories are made of this

Edna Sherwood I moved here when I was thirteen and I am eighty-three now. My father was Finedon born and bred and he wanted to come back to Finedon. Our mother sadly died when I was eight.

Memories are made of this

He used to carry a red flag to stop the traffic when a train came.

Memories are made of this

Hobby Boddington I was born in Rock Road Finedon. I had four sisters Nellie, Phyllis, Linda Beryl and a brother Ted.

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