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A Helping Hand

Hands, not eyes, are the windows to the soul. The study of hands has long been a fascination for people the world over. Palmistry began several hundr...

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Pen Pal

Dear Amy,I feel like I can confide in you, I hope I’m not overstepping my grounds. You’ve been a good friend to me these last few months despite our...

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I'm My Own Grandma

I know you will never believe me. I can hardly believe it myself. Naturally enough, I was first introduced to my parents at my birth over fifty years...

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Someone Said Goodbye

Whether Alice was murdered by Len or not remained a dark question mark hanging in   my life now with Alice, not Len. I have a restrainin...

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Eight Seconds

I have 8 seconds to live.When I reached out you didn't reach backWith each second that remains I'll tell you of what I am and how I ended up here.I c...

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The Indian in the Closet

My grandmother's house was a source of both joy and fear in my childhood; an unassuming white bungalow built by my great-grandfather's hands in 1915,...

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War of Conquest

It had been a day of blood. When the two great armies had clashed in what would become a disorganized and costly battle, the ground he now stood on...

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That Evil Witch

Them Haddock boys was mighty close, two peas in a pod, Amos and Andy, Tweedledum and Tweedledee, stuck together like barnacles to the bow and sap to...

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This is me: home-writer, book-reader, dog-lover and occasional poet. I make this website to share my and my friends texts with You, dear Reader. Please: read carefully, don't be scary, upgrade your mood and be king and leave your comment. :)