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A short story
Bundle of Sorrow The dirty, dusty windows of Brine street were so thick with grime that passers-by could hardly tell weather the inside lights of buildings were on or off, ...
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A story about a cat.
Roxo Roxo lay on his back in the long grass watching the clouds float across the sky, the summer breeze flowed through the grass like a river. It whistled past ...
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A dog at christmas time.
The Christmas Wish Barney looked up at the stunningly decorated Christmas tree. He loved watching the fairy-lights flicker and the tinsel sparkle. At the top of the gigantic pine was ...
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Facing the truth. A girls revenge.
Facing the truth He’d been expecting someone. I knew that the moment he’d answered the door, the thumb of his right hand bandaged. I'd pointed this out and he told ...
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The Others
The Others They see blood upon my hands And guilt upon my face, But what they cannot see is that I was wrongly placed. They do not care for friends ...
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White Stallions.
White Stallions. I watch the beauty of the stallions of the sea Flaring manes and whip tails, Their sound fills the empty sky. Bold hearts gallop onwards Some are lost ...
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No-title
I hate the cold before the rain, But love the rain itself. I love to rest in bed when sick, But hate the ill of health. I love the scent ...
