Maribel

Maribel by Gail Holmes I remember the time only to well: it was two days after my birthday, a Sunday morning; on Sundays we never dressed before breakfast just walked around in our night gowns,[…]

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Broken glass

There was a flash of lightning and a loud burst of thunder shortly after. Maci turned on the news; it was nothing to be worried about, just a small thunderstorm. She got up and turned[…]

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Mike's story

Michael was a good looking 17 year old. He did run track, but was far from having the amazing muscular body that a football player. He had hair that was black as the night, and[…]

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