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Not A Girl

This story very briefly uses the characters Katie, Liam, Pat, Brendan, Niall and Jimmy from my story Some Gave All which I posted here last summer: https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/69181/some-gave-all

This story is related to that one, as it tells about things that happened at the orphanage after those six kids ran away in May of 2006.

Most of the story is told from one boy's viewpoint, i. e., memories of what happened to himself and some other boys there.

Danny's Other Stories

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Danny's OTHER Stories
by Roberta J Cabot

These are other stories about Danny Fairchild from the story "Danny," by Bobbie Cabot. Know that these stories, though connected to Danny and his friends, have no material bearing on the narrative of the main story, and should be treated as stand-alone stories.

Still, i think they're fun stories. The fun never stops with Batch Fourteen, and Dan & his gang.

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A Game Of Cards Chapter 3

A Game Of Cards

Chapter 3

" You got me a BIKINI?"

Jake looked at the red string bikini in utter disgust as Jen chuckled. He was now annoyed at Jen.

" This is too much Jen! First you cheat and paint my nails but I don't utter a word. You make me wear heels but I don't complain much. Now a bikini? What are you trying to do?"

" Okay. I agree to cheating in poker. I only did that because I wanted to paint your nails since three years and I could never make you agree to it."

" So that is why every bet we make involves you painting my nails?"

Fem Bug Virus

Janice who used to be John rambles a bit of the last twenty years on how she finally became the woman she always wanted to be.

My midnight muse hit after reading a few of Morpheus's "Bug" stories.

Spring Hill Academy: Prologue

I am a reserve warden at the Spring Hill Academy about two hours southwest of London. The academy is on the border of Dorset and Somerset, less than fifteen miles from where those counties meet the eastern tip of Devon. The academy is about five miles from my home.

By reserve warden, I mean I am an extra person on a roving watch at the academy. There have been some nasty things going on there over the last six to nine months, and after I took in Penny and Jane who were students there, the headmistress roped me into helping her.

Jacinta, part 13

“This is DEFINITELY one of my favourite times of year, hehe!” I giggle as I paint a thin horizontal red stripe onto my friend’s cheek.

“What, autumn?” Sarah replies with a snort of laughter. “Everything getting colder, it raining constantly, going through, like, fifty pairs of tights every week?”

“…Okay, THAT isn’t much fun,” I concede as I carefully paint an orange stripe underneath Sarah’s red stripe. “I am, as you damn well know, referring to Freshers’ Week!”

Step By Step Chapter 3

Things quietened down quite a bit after dad pulled that stupid stunt in the Skate Park and was beaten so easily by Melissa.

I found it hard to believe she had once been a boy, but she had no reason to lie to me, I suppose. Damn, she is one fine woman!

Only time would tell if she remembered the emails I had given her. It would be nice to talk with someone who understands.

Little Girl Sitting

“But mom do I really have to take the twins to cheerleading practice again? All I do is drive them around. Ever since when I was in sixth grade until now; I am a high school freshmen now, I had to save all my baby-sitting money to buy this car.” 

I look at mom, she puts her hands on her hips and gives me that look which means if I say another word I am dead. “Now enough of that young man, I know you are 13-years-old now. I also know you think you are so grown up!” I watch as mom is staring eye to eye with me, which is never a good thing.

Rellawing

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Hi everyone! I'm new here, and getting used to the system. I want to expose my writing to a wider audience, but I have to admit I like the system at TGStorytime so much better. If I get a lot of comments I may post them all here as well, otherwise please have look at my work. You can download in a epub format there or just casually read on the site! Please let me know how you like or dislike my writing!

Mouikkai Musume

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Kozuke gently runs the washcloth through the basin of scented soapy water, and begins to gently sponge the sweat off of her body. For some reason, she is always very sweaty in the morning. He suspects her dreams aren’t pleasant.

Laura, part 19

"My power flurries through the air into the ground," I sing as I dramatically glide across the stage, my ice blue dress flowing around me with every step I take.

"My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I'm never going back, the past is in the past..."

"Let it go, let it go," I sing, my lungs feeling like they're going to break under the strain.
"And I'll rise like the break of dawn,
Let it go, let it go,
That perfect girl is gone.
Here I stand,
In the light of day,

Ships (A Prequel?)

Ships (...A Prequel?)
by Amalia Solara

Sabina is a cynical, homeless young trans woman who prioritizes hormones even over such necessities as food and shelter. Deborah is an anxious workaholic with social issues and an apparent softer side, a responsible up-and-coming professional who has just had surgery. A serendipitous encounter on the subway system brings these two women briefly into each other's orbit, where they leave powerful impressions on each other and reveal vulnerable aspects of themselves through their differences, without fully realizing all that they have in common.

The Belles of Christmas

I was on my way to my second period, English class when I saw the crowd gathering around the bulletin board outside, our guidance counselor’s office , Ms. Brumfeld . Curiosity got the better of me so I pushed my way through the throng until I saw what the fuss was about . A big notice announcing “Contestants wanted for the 2nd annual “The Belles of Christmas Pageant” . What might you ask , is that? I will tell you.

This year, for sure!

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December 2017 Christmas Dreams Story Contest Entry

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This year, for sure!

Last year was a failure,
Summer was a bust,
Fall fell apart.
One last go!

He'll notice me this time or else!


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December 2017 Christmas Dreams Story Contest Entry

 

Mourning Dew -- Chp. 3

Camille Jean Laignaux comes home to a strange new world. And Mr. Jack starts a new job. Camille meets the girls from school.

Mourning Dew


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AuPreviner

Copyright © 2017 by AuP reviner

Stephanie, part 17

“Cheese!” I yell, pulling my widest grin as I and my other bandmates pose for a selfie with the excited young woman.

“Oh my god, thank you so much!” The girl- who I am told is barely eighteen years old- squeaks, before heading into the crowd to find other famous faces to photograph.

“You know, I like the idea, yeah?” Adeola says. “Giving, like, fans the chance to come to these parties…”

“Especially as, if memory serves, that’s how someone became part of this ‘family’ in the first place?” I tease Becca, who rolls her eyes and sighs over-dramatically.

Mourning Dew -- Chp. 2

Detective Bishop begins the hunt. Camille Jean Laignaux comes home to a strange new world. And Mr. Jack moves into town. The stage is being set for a showdown.

Mourning Dew


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AuPreviner

Copyright © 2017 by AuP reviner

Mother and Daughter, part 4

"See you tonight!" Janet said with a smile as Ellie, Kacey and Monique paid for their purchases and waved goodbye to her.

"Bye!" Ellie replied with a giggle that warmed Janet's heart.

It had been almost four months since Ellie had moved in with Janet, and in that time, a lot had changed for both women- mostly for the better.

Mourning Dew -- Chp. 1

Almost six years ago, Camille Jean Laignaux was kidnapped, ripped from her family, and taken into Mexico to be imprisoned and molded by a monster and a sociopath into a weapon the monster called Mr. Jack will gladly sacrifice and use in order to seek posthumous revenge on his parent’s having abandoned his sister and causing her untimely death. Will Camille’s triumphant return to her loving family be destroyed because her secret is revealed as she is sacrificed on the altar of a madman’s vengeance or will someone be able to stop him in time to save her from a fate worse than death?

Mourning Dew


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Copyright © 2017 by AuP reviner

Mourning Dew

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Almost six years ago, Camille Jean Laignaux was kidnapped, ripped from her family, and taken into Mexico to be imprisoned and molded by a monster and a sociopath into a weapon. The monster called Mr. Jack will gladly sacrifice her and use her in order to seek posthumous revenge on his parent’s having abandoned his sister and causing her untimely death. Will Camille’s triumphant return to her loving family be destroyed because her secret is revealed as she is sacrificed on the altar of a madman’s vengeance or will someone be able to stop him in time to save her from a fate worse than death?

Mourning Dew


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AuPreviner

Copyright © 2017 by AuP reviner

Real Life 2

Liz sighed. She hadn’t seen her grandpa in years, and he really wasn’t in the best of health. She realized she should probably go see him, but she also just really didn’t feel like it. But she finally got around to it. At least one last time before he died. Honestly, she was incredibly selfish and really should have done this before now.

Jacinta, part 11

“God, I always feel so out of place every time I come here…” I moan as I step into the vast dance studio, surrounded by my friends.

“I really hope that’s NOT because you feel uncomfortable wearing THAT!” Lauren teases, making me giggle as I stare down at the short-sleeved black leotard and baby pink tights that are covering my body.

“Hell no!” I reply, making my friends giggle and cheer. “It’s just- you know? You girls are all so good at ballet, and I’m still just a beginner… Not to mention the fact that everyone here is, like, famous!”

Giving Thanks

So many things have changed over the last two years and a bit. The biggest change, to be honest, has been me, inside and out.

At that time, I was just about to graduate from high school. I did all right, I guess, mostly As and Bs. I got along with others for the most part, but I never really got close to anyone because I had a deep, dark secret I didn't want to tell anyone: I wished that I had been born female.

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