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By Chris Bradbury
It's a poem about my first encounter with a body when I was a hospital porter in Ascot about two centuries ago. You never forget your first body. I had to prepare the body, a young lad, for viewing by his family.
Poetry | Updated Jun 3, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
The rumour mill in the WWE has been high as of late, with many names supposedly offering a glimmer of hope to the fans about returning to the WWE.
People from India were migrating to other countries for several centuries now. Coolie in Indian language means porter, sombody employed to do chores. The coolie man migration is perpetual, the exodus of people.
By Sheryl Jonah
It's my fan fiction account and maybe you'd like to check it out.
By Sheryl Jonah
The L Word TiBette Fan Fiction
By The Kira
Jasmine did not know that the moment she stepped through that door her life would be altered, her mind washed numb of all conscience, her body left behind to suffer.
After a concert, Kaela and Hailey hang out with Cameron, Zach, Nathan. Michael, and the band. They end up being offered to tour with Allstar Weekend and be their back up singers.
Spending a summer in there Aunt's beach house in San Diego, Megan falls in love with Zach Porter, the lead singer of the local band, Allstar. But when summer ends, She must go back to New York leaving Zach, her new friends, and San Diego behind. 3 months later, Megan runs into an unexpected...
After a summer in san diego, Megan meets Zach Porter, the lead singer of Allstar. Back when summers over she must go back to New York and leave Zach and his friends, which have now become her friends, behind. 3 months later Megan is walking down the street when a skateboarder hits her, it's...
I got bored one day and wrote this song (:
hope you like it
Miscellaneous | Updated Nov 11, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Clyde Donard
Final part of my memoir on reading stuff.
By Witch Fang
JAne Porter is on the chaos train. Travelling across the other world to the hotel of regret and broken dreams. Very proper and a reasonable person. She tries to put her best foot forward, only for it to land in a big pile of dog poo. MEtaphorically of course.