K8lyn
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The Piano Plays OnA Story by K8lynTea cups rattle, voices are raised. A slur of words, words she had never even heard before, fly across the room. Sitting in her wicker chair, white fe.. |
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A bit of blueA Story by K8lynA bit of blue. I peep through the car window, trying to find the sky, but only a tiny tid-bit is available for me to see. Blocking my view is the make.. |
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panic attackA Story by K8lynI can hear her voice loud and clear through the phone speaker. Shes encouraging me, calming me down from the emotional high ive set myself on. The pan.. |
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Twenty-Five MinutesA Story by K8lynA quarter til seven.Twenty-Five more minutes, and he will be here.Twenty-Five more measly minutes and it would be okay because Jackson would be here a.. |
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Ceiling TilesA Story by K8lynTrue Story... |
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Little BrothersA Story by K8lynTrue Story |
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Ode to a SandwhichA Poem by K8lynThe bread is crusty cheesy crumbly delicious The tomatoes are juicy squishy red delicous The meat is tender smokey cooked to perfection .. |
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the shed...A Story by K8lynNOT FINISHED- DONT REVIEW |
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The Third Place SettingA Story by K8lynA little short story I made up... |
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