an angel's story

Once there was a little girl who was not like everyone else, She always felt alone and by herself. People made fun of her because she was different, and all she could do is try to stay hidden. And never show anyone the true side of her, by never...

book: fear of my insanity chapter:2 memeries of the day of his last breath.

It was a Friday, the day was January 25, and it was snowing. I woke up with him sitting up on the headboard looking at me with a slight smile on his face and says to me, "Good morning sleepy head." "Morning honey how's Kate?" "Kateland's still...

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book: fear of my insanity, chapter one: a new day of old dreams.

her bright blue eyes suddenly open to a small sliver of light shining in through a small hole in her tent left be the not fully closed zipper, she lifted her self up and began pushing her way out of the sleeping bag she noticed something, "Dam it,...

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