I've been creating these worlds of my own, since I can remember. In fact, I'm almost positive my first memory is just a story that I've created (or a segment of it). My characters are like my children, I raise them, nurture them and I care very deeply for them. My mind is the womb in which they grow, until they are ready to be released into the world and it is then... I let them try to fly and try to make it on there own. I say I don't like children yet I have many and they flown my nest and many have fallen.
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Stories by PeppermintPopsicle
- 3 Published Stories

My Real Mother
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A young man raised by a cold hearted Father, inherits the family bar and is stalked and preyed upon by one of...

Hummingbird
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It's 1978 and young Michael has just broken up with his girlfriend. He feels alone and when his sister leaves...