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Marcie And The Amazons: 7. First Prize Is An Old Nightgown

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"Um, I'm okay," she said with a puzzled frown. "What are you doing here? Why aren't you dressed?"

"I don't know," I replied. "I've been asking myself the same question."

At that, Nina burst into laughter. "Oh, Marcie, you are so funny!"

Marcie And The Amazons by Kaleigh Way

Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 318

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Easy As Walling Up A Kite.
by Bonzi trans. his mum.
part:318

I drove home wondering what this Hickman person wanted. I wasn't exactly new news, rather the opposite. I was very old news. So why would anyone want to do an interview? I don't live in a fabulous house, or live with David Beckham or Brad Pitt, so why would anyone be interested?

Oh, Cheers: Part 3- Win!

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Oh, Cheers: Part 3- WIN!

By Melanie Ezell

It's finally here, the final chapter of the trilogy! Will Dana take over, or will Dane return? What movie will the teens watch this time? Just what IS up with the monkeys in straight jackets? The world may never know.

The Prince Bride - 4

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The Prince Bride - Chapters 8 & 9
By Missy Crystal

Prince Charles was heir to the throne. At his christening, three of the four fairy protectors of the Kingdom (the kind with wings and wands) appeared to give him the customary blessings for a future king. The fourth fairy sister, arriving late from partying all night with the elves, mistakenly believes the baby is a girl and gives her the blessing of being a happy bride. Can the fairy magic be undone? Will the prince grow up to be a queen of one kind or another? Read the story and find out.

The Old Alhambra -3-

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The Old Alhambra

This tale is complete in Six Chapters which will be posted at approximately weekly intervals

This, the third chapter, is entitled

Faces in the Mirror.

Readers should be aware that this is primarily a Ghost Story.

The TV/TG element is crucial to the plot but occupies a comparatively minor part of the text.

Those wishing to absorb a little of the ambience prior to reading should visit http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pW4ThXetHkI&NR=1 and hear Helen Shapiro sing the last verse and refrain of the song that runs like a thread throughout the tale.

The Unicorn's Gift - Part 4

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The pain grows ever stronger,
Like a blackness on the soul
Ever near, and ever dear
It grows beyond control.

Though night can be a comfort
a refuge from one’s plight
To flee into a darkness
As deep as any night.

But, fears once held in darkness
can sometimes set things right,
for only from the darkness
can you see the farthest light.
by


Sarah Lynn Morgan
The Unicorn's Gift
 
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Part Four

Drabble Theatre: No-Jack

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Drabble Theatre: No-Jack

Melanie Ezell

"Ooh, now THIS is cherry." 'THIS being a brand new 2044 Pontiac Amazon, featuring integrated LCD vidscreens, a Chameleontech paint job, and all the latest security features. But he had to have it.

Cut out the shatterproof glass...

Pop the mag-lock...

"Warning. Unauthorized user. No-Jack security activated. Conversion of male intruder in 3...2...1..."

S-Idol - Part 13

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Presents

S-Idol - Episode 8 (Elimination and the Bus)

Marcie And The Amazons: 6. The Manly Thing

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She paused, aghast at a sudden thought. "You're not a cheerleader, are you?"

"No," I said. "Never have been, never will be."

"Oh, good!" she cried, with obvious and immense relief. "I mean... not that there's anything wrong with cheerleaders!"

Marcie And The Amazons by Kaleigh Way

Drabble Theatre: White Satin

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White Satin

By Melanie Ezell

She was finally ready.

It had taken more than thirty years to correct God's little mix-up, but it was worth it. She still wasn't perfect, the severe cut of her dress working to hide the few traces of masculinity she'd never be rid of, but if he loved her as is, she could live with a few flaws.

As her march started, she donned her veil, and stepped out the door.

The Unicorn's Gift - Part 3

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I see your face before me,
my friend of many years.
It’s distant, and looks strangely
through the shimmer of my tears

Your face, so sad in anger.
Our lives so many lies.
Your features look familiar,
but you have a strangers eyes.

I can not hide the me inside
for what I need to be.
It’s who I am, mistake or plan,
that’s all there is to me.

by


Sarah Lynn Morgan
The Unicorn's Gift
 
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Part Three

The Prince Bride - 3

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The Prince Bride - Chapters 5, 6 & 7
By Missy Crystal

Prince Charles was heir to the throne. At his christening, three of the four fairy protectors of the Kingdom (the kind with wings and wands) appeared to give him the customary blessings for a future king. The fourth fairy sister, arriving late from partying all night with the elves, mistakenly believes the baby is a girl and gives her the blessing of being a happy bride. Can the fairy magic be undone? Will the prince grow up to be a queen of one kind or another? Read the story and find out.

Marcie And The Amazons: 5. Blue Water

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Cameras flashed, and the crowd surged forward around her. I had to move fast, or they were going to cut me off.

"Get out of the way!" I shouted. "Can't any of you jackasses help her? What's wrong with you? She might be hurt!"

Marcie And The Amazons by Kaleigh Way

The Unicorn's Gift - Part 2

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Lost amid the forest,
as if clinging to the trees,
the all pervasive darkness
that strangles out the breeze.

Crouching there, the very air,
it struggles for control.
Canopy then parted,
sunlight breaks into the fold.

Here warmth and love that matter,
can dance amongst the trees,
admitted by a laughter
that lays the dark it’s ease.
by


Sarah Lynn Morgan
The Unicorn's Gift
 
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Part Two

At Aunt Greta's 10 — Ordeal by Plonker

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At Aunt Greta’s–
Ordeal by Plonker
by Gabi
Chapter 10 of a Continuing Saga…

I was grabbed from behind, a hand being clapped over my mouth before I could even scream. I struggled to get free but it was no use.

‘Well, Chambers, I see it’s true that you’ve gone all potty. Hey, that’s funny–potty Chambers, or p’raps it should be Chamber potty!’ He gave out a guffaw of mocking laughter. I recognised the voice instantly as belonging to the bullying oaf, Quinn, and I burst into tears. ‘My mate, Kev Ball, ’phoned and told me you were pretending to be a girlie an’ ’ad got him grounded f’ra month, an’ ’e also said you were gonna to meet his stoopid sister at Angela Williamson’s house s’afternoon.’ Suddenly I became very aware that some other person–I presumed a boy–had put a hand up my skirt and his fingers were exploring my body through the thin cotton material of my knickers. Thank goodness I was wearing a sanitary pad––!

Professor Prick 11 - Three Deaths and a Funeral

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My first thought’s had been relief that I was still alive and the burning desire to call the police and report the rape. The longer I sat and considered it though the idea of what that would result in was somewhat unappealing. No one except Eddie, my mother and of course William knew my secret.

Reporting the incident would open up a whole can of worms, some that I did not want to escape.

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By Karin Roberts

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