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We arrived at the hotel early in the morning and I was so excited to get started on our vacation. I quickly unpacked and prepared for the even that would unfold in an amazing fantasy that I have dreamt about for several years


SKEWERED EXPECTATIONS Year: 1989 Name: K.L. Age: 25 Cause of Death: Internal bleeding caused by punctured liver and spleen. Other Injuries: Puncture mark in lower left abdomen



Ellen was a good girl. She came from a good home and attended church every Sunday. Ellen was a perky 16 year old cheerleader with a nice body and a wonderful personality. She had everything going her way until one fateful night when one wrong decision made all the difference
Taken: I hurried along to the tune of my ipod, my knee still hurting from volleyball practice, but I ignored it. I’d made a dive for the ball and landed too hard. The sun was out for the first day in 2 weeks. The warmth was a nice change



Ebima sat in his worn chair facing his desk, clenching his hands in undiluted fury. He willed himself to remain still, pulling every meditation ritual known to him to the forefront of his mind. He had known this would happen


oops .. forgot I'd published before. Anyway, for those that missed my little epistle [b][Milly inseminated "Ah Mr and Mrs Jameson. I'm Drss. Dragonmage, but my friends call me Misty." "Hi I'm Don and this is my good wife Melinda



Boy in the Bar. My name is Benji and my Dad owned a bar a bit like the one in ‘Cheers’ – quiet and discreet. Tucked away below street level in a quiet part of town. We had a select and regular patronage that made it very profitable



Jamie awoke in pain. A lancing, throbbing pain that seemed to echo through every inch of his mind body and soul. A loud piercing beeping which seared into his mind like a hot poker spearing his mind and resonating throughout his whole body



Andrea sighed as she rubbed at her temple, every step through the chilly morning air was one away from the comfort of her own, loving bed. “Who the fuck..” She yawned, “Invented four in the fucking morning.



Donna seemed like any other everyday person. She had an rather large build. She was 5'9 and quite stocky with long blonde hair. She was a teacher at an all girl's high school and seemed to favor particular students openly; all but one whom she favored in a different way



"Help! Somebody please! Where am I" Kayla screamed at the top of her lungs letting it echo upward in the vast canon. Kayla had no clue where she was, her last memory was laying her head down for bed, and now she was somewhere completely vacant to her mind



Jaime jerked awake with a gasp as water was thrown in her face. "What the fuck?" she cried indignantly. "Where am I?" She was blindfolded and tied onto a weird kind of table
The flashlight gave out on Mary and she frantically slapped the side of it, attempting to get it to work again. When it finally turned back on, she felt relief, but only for a brief moment



DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the “Harry Potter” characters. These stories are strictly for ‘entertainment’ purposes. Don’t sue me, I have no money
It's amazing how things happen sometimes. Let me tell you a story of something that happened to me not long ago. Part 1 I live at home with my mom and sister. We lost my dad about 6 months ago to a car accident. My sister is a year and a half older than me