Short Stories
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture2h 39m
Dernière publication mer., juil. 24, 2019
This will be short stories that may or may not tackle serious issues.Some of the events happened in the story I've personally experienced and if anyone is experienced or currently experiencing these said events don't let it bring you down be strong and never give up......
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When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.Terminé
The Heart's Connection
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Short stories
These are stories I've written over the years, some are dark and graphic. A lot of them are quite short, but some are long, hope you enjoy reading them as much as I did writing them. Some are mature themes, so be warned.Terminé
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It's a gay love story If you are not comfortable stay away I am not forcing you It will be the short story it will have only 7- 10 part KIDS PLEASE STAY AWAY ! 18+++ No reporting allowed, if you are reading the story you are not so innocent..... so I can't tolerate any shit in my story..... no copyrighting all the copyrights belongs to @Im_Thedarkspirit enjoy reading vote comment and go !Terminé
Short Stories of MacGregor
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Whisper Me Your Screams
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Walk Away (BoyxBoy)
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When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.
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