Colin's fault

Dean held my hand. “Come on Lex!” he whispered. “They don’t bite!” Dean’s friends had always scared me. They were all three years older, and no matter how hard I tried, they never seemed to[…]

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Megans night

Megan had just got home from school on a friday and she had nothing to do no homework no cheerleading practice and no home football game to go to. she was all alone and here[…]

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Love for the game

My childhood was a constant struggle of up and downs, being anything but ordinary. Never meeting my father who had left my mother and I, and my mother who was my whole world, died of[…]

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