Tim M
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OrphansA Story by Tim MWe only ever caught glimpses of him during those first few weeks of the school year, darting around the h.. |
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CornerstoneA Story by Tim MWe thought we were kings. After a year and a half of playing consistent gigs throughout the state, we dec.. |
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Those Nee-Chi B******sA Story by Tim MAn essayist's rant. |
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Nuts!A Story by Tim MKevin had only been home for thirty minutes when he decided to masturbate. His parents would not be home from work for at least two hours, his sister .. |
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Coming to CollectA Story by Tim MThe woods that covered the Dovetail property were mostly pines and spruce, and their endless needles provided a soft carpeted forest floor for Susie D.. |
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The SpiderA Story by Tim MClarence Wendleton began to dismantle his carefully packed lunch piece by piece on the picnic table on the backside of Wilshire Hills’ shopping .. |
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The Jackson WitchA Story by Tim M“That simply will not do, Jeffrey,” Prudence said. Jeffrey reluctantly placed the toy car back on the shelves and stared at the floor wh.. |
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Thin IceA Story by Tim MIt was practically dusk when the boys started home, and the neighborhoods they walked through had an eerie twilight glow. Neither had caught anything,.. |
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