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Chapter 12

It’s a long night. Taylor’s attack went on and lasted most of the night. He either passed out from the pain of it all or it finally let him go. He slowly began to untense and unwind about 3:40 AM, we’d gone to bed about 10 so that was almost six hours of holding him and being only able to offer him my small comforts as I held him and watched as he went through hell.

I learned a hard lesson tonight. I learned what it’s like to watch somebody you love more than breathing go through something like this and not being able to do anything about it.

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A Fiddle]

Something
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 Violin Bow]

Chapter 13

A small warm thing had settled in my tent again and I kicked it awake to take its turn at the morning brew duties. I needed to dispose of some second hand beer. It was odd how my attitude to alcohol had changed; I always loved a good ale, but I had been using things like wine boxes as off-switches for my dreams.

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Marcie Donner's View-1
Rules Are Rules Fan-Fiction
by Stanman

Synopsis:Is where Marcie Donner talks about the story.

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Chapter 10

Tay’s kissing me and I’m just loving it. The smell of him, his taste, that little tickle scratch of his beard as we kiss and he nuzzles me. If you’ve never nuzzled or just gently rubbed faces with your SO I highly recommend it. You mix that along with some slow sweet kisses and it’s simply amazing. Makes you feel all mushy in just the right ways.

Oh…oh…he’s kissing my eyelids. I love the tenderness of that. If you haven’t another must.

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Something
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 Violin Bow]

Chapter 9

Someone somewhere was playing a flute in that slippery seductive wail that I think of as Japanese. I waited an aeon for the first groan of my hangover to emerge before realising that I didn’t have one. That was a new experience, and rather a pleasant one. Brendan Behan could never understand teetotallers, he said. Imagine waking up in the morning and realising that was the best you would feel all day. I stretched out in my bag and heard a soft grunt. I had forgotten Kelly.

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Something
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 Violin Bow]

Chapter 6

I suppose I should get back to what’s happening now before readers start to drift away or die in droves after losing the will to live. Perhaps that is my fate, to be found frail and starving behind a barricade of deceased lovers of literary fireworks.

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Something
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 Violin Bow]

Chapter 4

WARNING: rather unpleasant childhood distress

I suppose I should take a step back from the here and now and give some background. Imagine this page doing a lap dissolve, with swirly distortion and tinkly music and clearing to reveal a short, skinny, auburn-haired lad astride an orange Raleigh Chopper.

Stricken Pt 4

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Ryan was nervous. His girlfriend was on her way...what would her reaction be? He desperately wanted to appear strong and masculine. His skin had changed and he now stood a bit smaller than he used to, but he was still the guy she fell in love with. He remained the quarterback of the football team and could still be her man after all right?

The knock came. Ryan took a deep breath and swung the door open.

There stood his baby girl looking very happy to see him...with a bouquet of flowers?

"Hi baby!" she said giving her boyfriend a big hug, "I was so worried about you"

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Chapter 9

Everything’s confusing and in a jumble as I feel like I’m moving. There’s people yelling at me again and I feel pinches in places. My chest feels so heavy, it’s hard to breathe. Is someone sitting on my chest? Taylor…?, I hear Taylor? He’s alive?…Yeah, It’s him…I hear him closer now, closer…

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Something
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 Violin Bow]

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1
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It’s a ghost day. The time spent in bed half dozing has made little impact on the deep pit of tiredness that would get worse as the first night shift bit, but there was no choice. I get up, shock myself with a shower, and fumble something to eat.

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Chapter 7

I grab a towel covering my bits as Holly stopped suddenly and short like seeing me naked was like a cliff she was just saving herself from falling off. I swear she stopped so fast I almost seen her arms wave around. I can’t help but blush and hang my head in shame as she stops short and stares at me.

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Chapter 6

It got really quiet after he was done breaking. I’ve seen guys really badly hurt in my…well Jaimes’s day of playing football and they hadn’t come close to the pain that I saw just pour out of Taylor. He almost cried himself sick. God I had pushed him, and pushed him and I felt like…I feel like such a bitch.

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Chapter 4

Really…

Really…

What can I say to that? Is there anything I can say to that? And really despite everything I’ve been through, I’m still just a kid. I’m barely seventeen years old so what in my life even gets me close to have and answer to this?

“I don’t want you to die either.”

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Chapter 3

It was one of those time moves so slowly moments. Tay had told me he was falling in love with me and honestly I was falling in love with him too. How couldn’t I right? He had been a stand up guy ever since I met him, and when I met him I was so low that I was really considering killing myself.

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Stephanie’s Deal

by Jennifer Brock

Twelve-year-old Stephanie Brooks used to be an eleven-year-old boy who didn’t mind his parents. When they punished him for peeking at his Christmas presents by making him dress in girls’ clothes, she became more comfortable with herself and turned into a responsible, considerate girl with a much sunnier disposition. In this episode, Stephanie starts attending her new school, a liberal institution with an unorthodox approach that just might be what our girl needs. As we begin, it is Monday, February 4, 2008.
(After far too long, the author has found enough free time to release an update, and she promises to try to do better next time.)

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Ryan pried open his heavy lids. His vision was blurred as he tried to focus his sight. Blinking several times and rubbing his eyes, he found his surroundings slowly come into sharpness. Oh, it felt like he had been hit by a truck. His whole body ached. His thoughts were a little confused as he tried to think about what had happened to him to cause such soreness. Suddenly it snapped! His first fever had hit...he quickly sat up and surveyed his body. Oh crap! He wasn't ready for this.

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Chapter 2

I have no idea how long I slept. I remember Taylor shaking me and it was still dark. He made me sip something with really sweet molasses like flavor and lots of stuff like cinnamon and ginger in it, it made my throat tickle and made my cough a bit.

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by Bailey Summers

Chapter 1

I wake up coughing and feeling….(oh crap) It takes only moments before I’m on the bathroom floor heaving my insides out. The flu, yeah I think I’ve got the flu. Of course this isn’t helped by the fact that I’ve been recently flooding my body with female hormones. I’m told it balances off, that I’ll get used to it but right now, in combination with the flu I feel really, really bad.

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