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StoryTrue Confessions - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon78 years 2 months ago
StoryComing Up, 13th October 1940 pjmerrigan811 years 5 months ago
StoryAll I Want to do is Scream pjmerrigan911 years 6 months ago
Story'Mummy, why does everybody hate me?' KerryJDonovan1412 years 2 months ago
StoryTime for sale hoalarg1312 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Sacred Flame Of Love well-wisher612 years 3 months ago
StoryPatrick: Chapter 1 pjmerrigan612 years 3 months ago
StoryMumbles From the Madhouse: Chapter One Sooz0061512 years 3 months ago
StoryThe window spidercrab405512 years 3 months ago
StoryDon't look down Parson Thru512 years 3 months ago
StoryChameau’s Fate KerryJDonovan1312 years 3 months ago
Forum topicYork Evening A Thank You Denzella1612 years 4 months ago
Forum topicYorkshire ABCTales Nite alex_tomlin2712 years 4 months ago
Forum topicOh dear..... The Walrus1512 years 4 months ago
Forum topicJust Songs That Have Been Going Around In My Head well-wisher712 years 4 months ago
Forum topicMy dear daughter The Walrus1112 years 4 months ago
StoryLizard's Leap: Chapter One: In the Beginning Sooz0062012 years 4 months ago
StoryWinter's Haiku Shannan912 years 4 months ago
StoryEnough already Shannan412 years 4 months ago
Storythe layoff delapruch112 years 4 months ago
Forum topichow many of you want to/have got a degree in creative writing/creative nonfiction pom992212 years 4 months ago
StoryRape pom991012 years 4 months ago
StoryThrough the window Sooz0061512 years 4 months ago
Forum topicMy great money saving tip - please add more Noticeboard1012 years 4 months ago
StoryLittle Dancer, Aged Nineteen pjmerrigan1712 years 4 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Patrick: Chapter 1

This is where I am right now: standing on the fat and slippery railings of Leeds Bridge, gripping loosely-tightly to the short lamppost above the town crest, staring down into the black, swirling...
Cherry

Coming Up, 13th October 1940

The littluns were crying. They were always crying, even when nothing had happened yet.
Cherry

Demonophobia (updated)

She turned the light off to slip into her blue-flannel nightdress and switched it on again when she was done. Privacy was paramount.
Cherry

Like the Frickin' Dinosaurs

Candlelight pushed shadows across the damp walls as a gentle breeze swept through the broken window and across the room.
Cherry

All I Want to do is Scream

I nearly pushed you under the train this morning. The 8:06 to London Paddington. I saw the way you snarled at me when I said it was freezing, that glint in your eyes that I see so often lately.

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