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  • Last seen on Feb 13 10:19 AM 2006. Member since February 14, 2006.

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  • Silly Pretty at storywrite
    I had never walked past that house on the hill, with its broken windows screaming out through the ivy, without getting chills sent up my spine.  An unseen, unknown man liv
  • Mirror at storywrite
    There cannot be a time when I did not hold him as dearly as I do now.  His smile stolen from me and shining in another's eyes, only to reflect on her cold features.  

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  • on Prince Tatters by Laura Elizabeth Richards, on March 25, 2005
    i loved it. you could really put yourself in the way the child viewed his problems. god forbid that his ball is lost
    Edited on Mar 25, 5:25 p.m. because ''.