Doug stories #1

Doug Stories #1 I was eleven years old that summer. A mostly normal growing boy I was ordinary enough in many ways I suppose. I was making the usual discoveries that eleven year old boys[…]

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Sound of bounce

-1- How often does someone wake-up with a huge, shit eating, split the corners of your mouth, swallowed the canary, Cheshire Cat grin and really know they’re doing it? This was the first thing on[…]

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Returning home

The school bell rang. Another day had come and gone. As John packed his stuff, he noticed his friend Jenny coming to him. "Hey, John. Ready to go home?", she said. "Sure, let me just[…]

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In his absence

Lizzie let out a sigh of relief as she reached the top step of her front porch. Just one more step, and she was home free, another hectic week melting into a nice, relaxing weekend.[…]

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Best holiday ever

The cold coke ran across my tongue and down my throat. After the stifling humidity of Manchester International Airport I gulped down the refreshing drink eagerly. I finished the bottle and screwed the lid back[…]

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