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| Angel
| | I was walking that day and it was sunny outside I remember there was birds singing in the trees and when you looked up in the sky you got those bright circles in them so you couldnā??t see anymore like... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 19-03-07 |
| Words: | 2813 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Waiting Room
| | Ffffffffffuck! Stop. Hands, check. Legs, check. Face, cold, wet, but check. Genitalia, check. Thank fuck for the last one. Right okay so where am I? Light, lots of light. Too much. I canā??t quite seem... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 19-03-07 |
| Words: | 398 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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