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Sivaprakash .Maria JohnsonKevi Stories 04-07

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  • Space Diaries : A party night
  • The woman in the window
  • City of Lights
  • Their Own Kind of Family
  • Space Diaries : A party night

    *Note: This story is a spin-off/ sequel to my previous story "Space Diaries." You can understand the story without reading it, but if you want to have a better experience you should consider reading it first.Hope you enjoy the story!*"When you can't hold anything you are supposed to, at least hold your tongue."A really good quote, I stole from a good book, and it really gives a good advice. Once you throw the words, you can't take it back, it's gone dear, telling sorry, won't reverse what you said."Mike! It's time for the party!" My dear friend Ling took my hand and dragged me into the car, "L...fXFone door

    The woman in the window

    She’d always liked the house, from as far back as she could recall. End of terrace, with it’s own little front garden, that housed an array of rose bushes that smelled pine to the passer by. It’s location good, set opposite the park, and on quiet road, that saw little passing traffic.It had first caught her attention, upon one of the first solo walks home from school, after moving up into the juniors. It had been one of those glorious Indian summer September afternoons, when she had paused to look longingly at the park, drawn by the sounds of distant laughter. How she’d longed to cross the roa...fXFone door

    City of Lights

    Start your story with a character looking out of a window in the middle of the night.He stares into the hollow eyes of the city skyline that seemed to have no end as he peered towards it, swww.onedoor.ccave for the fact that it would eventually end in his own reflection. The lights of the city are like stars in the sky just as the stars in the sky are like sand on the beach. They all have one thing in common in that they are absolutely and entirely different. Just as he had always been different. Impatiently he started upon the horde of man-made stilts suspending their light in those peculiar capsules from ...fXFone door

    Their Own Kind of Family

    Joyce had just put her pan in the oven when there was a knock on her door.“It’s open,” she called, as Paisley, her tortie cat, wove between her legs.“Hey,” Kenny said, coming on in, carrying a six-pack. “Something smells good,” he said, helping himself to a beer then sticking the rest in the fridge. “Want one?” he asked, his hair still damp from his shower, falling in his face.“Maybe later,” Joyce said, wiping down the counter. “I’m making brownies.”The TV was blaring Jeopardy, so Kenny plopped in the well-worn recliner. Joyce kept the old chair around because it had been her dad’s favorite...fXFone door

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