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Help your youth father
By Terry Walker
A casual Thursday night of drinking, drug taking and picking up fat chicks.
Good old Caspian needs some help again. It's actually confusing to everyone why he asks Damien, who is known to the rest of his friends and family as simply a male stripper. What they don't know is that Damien's true job is a secret agent. This is one of the times that Caspian asks Damien for help.
Short Story | Updated Sep 30, 2012 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
** I re-wrote parts of chapters 1 & 2, so you might want to re-read those before going onto the next chapters. Thanks!**
A story of the last few minutes of suffering, but saying too much will give the story away.
Hi people I wrote this about how my music makes me feel and what the atmosphere feels like when at a rave or big dance event! Happy reading! :)
Lining two lives, but for how long?
When Lacey breaks up with her boyfriend of seven months, she thinks that her life is finaly going to be back on track till one night after going to the club with her two best friends Amber and Aiden, she makes a mistake that might change the rest of her life. She kisses Aiden her gay best friend...
Short Story | Updated Apr 4, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Figgie Watson tells the story of how she met the man she wishes to spend eternity with, and by the end will figure out how close eternity has come to beginning.
A description of Ecstasy on Scottish Friday night
By Philip Roberts
"Never let a good deed go unpunished!" they say, and this true story seems to support that saying.
one wrong thought can cost you everything
Eleanor Holstarlor is an opera singer/primary school teacher recently out of college. Her life is fairly normal; chatty friends, loving boyfriendand the typically annoying family. The only glitch being her boyfriend, Terry, is a member of one of the most notorious criminal gangs in the world....
I wrote this about this stupid drug called mephedrone, and all the other amphetamines. Please leave comments :)
a little poem about dance weird.
Poetry | Updated May 28, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0