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Randall's Clown

Randall Jensen woke up very early today.  Today was his first day of school.  The five year old dressed himself in the clothes that were la...

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Guess Who

To live is to die and to die is to live; no truer words have been spoken. I, but not you, know what mask I own. Perchance, you may figure in the cour...

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The House With The Dolls

I looked up at the black painted balcony and all the dolls. They were brightly coloured with pigtails and of various shapes and sizes. I stood ther...

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Yellow Roses

A picture of health - Editor by Janet BaldeyThe day after the funeral I knew I would have to leave the village. Its crooked streets, that I had once...

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The Flip Side of Love

Their love story had all the makings of an old-style romance novel. Star crossed lovers who caught each other’s eye across a crowded room and both kn...

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The Grove

What did I notice first? That the trees described a perfect circle, and I was at the center of it? That the moon I glimpsed through branches was f...

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The Day is Done

It's nothing personal - Editor by Allen KoppI knew Mrs. Beaufort on sight. She was a frumpy, middle-aged woman who had probably been pretty in her d...

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It's Your Turn

I am writing this because I have no choice. I'd like to say it is a warning to others, but I have far more selfish reasons. Even if I did warn you, I...

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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. :)