Jen's wild night out

One day, as the wind whispered soft promises of meadows blooming with spring and lazy streams with blue gills pussy willows robin red breast blue birds and soft sarsaparilla sodas, Jen Jizzwhistle wanted to get[…]

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Painted student

Painted Student Lunch time in the refectory can be hectic. Students and staff share the same facilities, queuing for hot meals or panini’s and coffee. It isn’t the largest room in the college so, the[…]

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My sister and me

Five years ago seems like a long time when it is looked at retrospectively, but in reality it's not that long ago. Since then my sister and i have grown apart and we rarely speak,[…]

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The healing process

“I think I’m getting sick.” /> /> “Why? What are your /> “A little scratch in my throat. My head hurts. I don’t like where this is headed.” “No, me neither. OK, I have the[…]

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