Synopsis: Alex goes to school with a plan, but some run-ins with some a few people throw her off course

Authors note: I'm eating pizza! :D
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A short story...

Copyright © 2017 by AuP reviner

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

What if you could fly? You, know, be a kick-ass superhero whenever you want. That's what happened to college freshman Ned. Though, here's the catch—every time he uses his powers he turns into a woman. Still want to be that superhero?

Many years ago, a very wealthy nobleman took his son with him to tour his vast lands. Along the way, the son saw many of the nobleman's poor serfs. As night approached, and being far from home, they reached perhaps the poorest serf they had encountered. The man and wife looked bedraggled - their clothes were little more than rags, their small hovel run-down, and crowded by them and their three children. Cats and dogs ran in and out frequently, and the food was nothing more than fruits and vegetables -- there was no meat, no cheeses, no bread, and especially no wine.

Freddy sighs as he stares at the statue of Athena at the Parthenon Museum in Nashville, Tennessee. He had skipped school again to come and see the statue that he has told his deepest darkest secrets to. He so much wanted to be a girl, but had been born a male. He also wishes that Athena was his mother, instead of the one he has now. His birth mother had died from cancer and his father had gotten remarried.

“Well, we have your stage look now. It goes well with Sirens look. Now we need to come up with a name for you.”

Dusk and Sasha were standing before Rose looking at the look Dusk had created for Rose when she performs on stage with the band and next to Siren.

“Let’s see. We could play on her name like Thorny Rose, Silver Rose, bumble Rose…” Dusk had a mischievous look on her face when she says that.

“or Irish Rose, Wild Rose, Fire Rose?” Sasha walks around Rose and stares at the costume/stage clothes and Rose’s platinum blonde hair and amber eyes.

“Clio?”

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Chapter 7
By Flummox

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 10
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 1 - George’s house is appraised.

The next morning, at nine thirty sharp, Scott Andrew Block drove in to the Shepard’s drive-way. As Scott was getting out of his car, John Shepard and George Simons came out to meet him.

“Morning, Scott,” John Shepard said, greeting his long time friend. “Scott, this is George Simons, the man whose house I asked you” to come and look at

“Hi George,” Scott said, extending his hand in friendship. :It is nice to meet you.”

I was standing there and feeling nervous, not sure how he would react when he saw me. I was in his house and I hoped he remembered giving me his key on Monday, four days ago. I saw his car pull up outside, and I quickly slipped on my heels, and looked at myself in his mirror. I felt great, confident, so I slipped the short satin robe off, leaving it on the sofa.

Chapter 2

“What is that?” I asked worried about the flash I just saw.

“Nothing, just a photo, you look very beautiful in that dress” She answered.

“Please erase it, I don’t want anyone to see it”

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep it just for me, I won’t show it to anyone” She said smiling.

“Aren’t you angry?”

“Just a little, you should’ve told me you liked girl’s clothes before, I could have lend you some” she said kindly. I was a little confused, I thought she would be mad.

Angel smiles as she snuggles closer to Carol. She was resting her head on her right shoulder and her hand was resting on her breast. Carol’s arm was wrapped around her as they slept close to each other. The two of them had made love most of the night and she had enjoyed every minute of it. It had been a long time since someone has made her feel like she did last night. Carol had touched her in places that the men she had slept with had never touched. Angel closes her eyes and let herself drift off to a peaceful sleep.

The story of Rebecca from The Cat in The Cradle story and how August became her sister.

I heard a story the other day, and I thought I'd share it with everyone. I'm not entirely sure, but I think it may have come from an old Ann Landers column or something...

The Difference Between Heaven And Hell

A devout man went to sleep one night, and dreamed that he was face to face with God.

Sasha had woken-up early and was drinking her coffee and reading the news on her tablet. When she notices, Rose waking up.

“Morning sleepy head.”

Rose looks around trying to get her bearings. She remembered crying herself to sleep after telling Sasha what happened to her, but she couldn’t figure out how she had gotten into Sasha’s bed.

“Morning.”

Rose stumbles out of Sasha’s bed and notice she was wearing a nightshirt that came down to her ankles. It was just a plain purple nightshirt.

Unseen People 8 – Birth of the Songbird

Tracklist:

Standing in the Way of Control – Gossip / Roadrunner – Jonathon Richman and the Modern Lovers / Life on Mars – David Bowie / Born to Run – Bruce Springsteen / She’s a Rainbow – The Rolling Stones / Firestarter – The Prodigy / Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds – The Beatles / Sympathy for the Devil – The Rolling Stones / Legal Man – Belle and Sebastian

Music is Magic

Six months Later

The bassline started

/Your back's against the wall/

Something rather different, which I started before Masks and still occasionally add to.

TFOS: Freddy On The Loose, Part 1

by

Rodford Edmiston

Note: This story uses background and concepts from the Teenagers From Outer Space role-playing game, Copyright 2001 R. Talsorian Games, Inc. (That's the latest Copyright date I could find.)

Freddy stepped off the bus with eager anticipation. A quick glance showed his girlfriend, Karen standing nearby. They were both grinning.

Charlotte and Anna have now arrived in Lisbon where Anna's education really kicks in as hot headed Charlotte is determined to make a success of Anna's transformation from servant to companion a success. But disaster strikes and Charlotte's impetuous nature lead her into danger and adventure.

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

Case File 2: The Profiler Part 3

As Megan and I drove to the address we’d pulled up, I had some questions, so I asked Megan, “How did this guy go from minor nuisance to all out super-villain ? "

“I suspect he has an artifact. Which could make things more dangerous for us but also for him.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Did you ever read the Lord of the Rings? In the book the wizard Gandalf says any of the mortal race who tried to use such an artifact would eventually be possessed by it.”

“Okay,” the brown-haired flight attendant whispered as they slipped on their fitted royal blue jacket, fastening the one single button at the front. “You can do this.”

“You ready?” The flight attendant’s mentor, a 22 year old blonde woman named Abbey, asked.

“Ready as I’ll ever be!” The brown haired flight attendant replied with a nervous giggle.

Luca’s father, Marco turned out to be a real sweetie. Over the next few days I got to know him quite well. As for his wife of 31 years, Niamah was nowhere to be seen. She’d seen Marco embracing me at the station and hadn’t been seen since.

We found out a few days later that she was staying with Gina. That little bit of news made me feel a whole lot better. Marco seemed to agree with my statement of ‘She’s lost it’.