The neighbours

Thinking back, it wasn't that cold, was it? I'd scraped the frost off the inside of the front window and saw the tall, slender woman struggling with the box. She was moving in next door.[…]

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"sara"

Sara By Blueheatt ….. I grew up across the street from a wooded area, we just called it ‘the woods’. All us boys and some girls love to play all day over there. My dad[…]

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Little girl voice

Fbailey story number 256 Little Girl Voice I used to thank God, that he gave little girls voices. The way they grow up nowadays it is a good thing. Girls between thirteen and thirty are[…]

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Family ties (10)

We all laid still, catching our breath. Our energy had faded with the sun. It was now dark out. Steve, as usual, was the first to speak. "So…" He began. "How are we gonna top[…]

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The lonely traveler

The Lonely Traveler by Veronica Being a single businesswoman, I travel extensively internationally attending one boring meeting after another. I have found myself spending many lonely nights in strange cities generally holed up in my[…]

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The wood

It was cold. I lay hidden behind the bush close to the grassy path lining through the dark wood, it was my fifth night waiting. Often times a man or a group would walk past,[…]

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My life so far

(The following is a true story. None of the names have been changed to protect the innocent, because, well, let's face it, none of us were all that innocent to begin with!!) * * *[…]

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