Tag: family
group name: monicasfiction
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December 04, 2005 12:40 AM EST --
Today is your wedding day. You are sitting in front of your vanity brushing your long blonde hair. You know that you should be happy but all you can think about are the recurring dreams.
In the . . . more
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March 28, 2006 07:18 PM EST --
The beeping of the alarm awoke me. I scrambled to end the wretched sound. Six A.M. already? It seemed I had just fallen asleep. I sat up and put my feet in my old worn slippers, . . . more
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March 30, 2006 07:10 PM EST --
The Red Suitcase, Part Two
See Part One here
I was a shy teenager. I didn't have a lot of friends. Being pulled in and out of school did not help. Rumors would go around that the . . . more
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April 01, 2006 05:47 PM EST --
Click here for Part One
Click here for Part Two
Part Three
I came out of my daydreams long enough to realize it was almost three o'clock. It was about time for Betsy to stop by with the mail. . . . more
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December 01, 2005 02:34 AM EST --
A Visit With
the Vine Keeper
©2005 Monica Kennedy All rights reserved
One day, I felt all hope was lost. I thought my life was pointless; no one cared about me, and I did not matter. I felt . . . more
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May 20, 2006 05:21 AM EDT --
Here lies Jane Doe. Her note said, "Tell everyone I'm so sorry."
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April 06, 2006 05:54 PM EDT --
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Betsy ran up to me and gave me a hug. "Tangie my girl, looks like ya gonna see some suitcase dreams in this lifetime after all!"
I hugged her . . . more
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February 12, 2006 06:23 AM EST --
Hello my love. I cannot believe that twenty-seven years went by so fast. I can still taste the strawberry gloss of our first kiss. You were so beautiful, Anna, your long brown hair with . . . more
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May 25, 2006 07:43 AM EDT --
FYI:
Original - Wedding Day
First Revision - Wedding Day Revised
Critique Desired, Welcomed, Sought . . .
Today is your wedding day. You are sitting in front of your vanity brushing your long blonde . . . more
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December 19, 2005 06:57 PM EST --
Maggie peeped her head into the hospital room and looked over at the bed where her husband was sleeping. Good, he is still asleep. He needs it. She walked quietly into the room, sat down in the large green . . . more
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April 19, 2006 03:14 AM EDT --
I originally entered this in the Gather Short Fiction contest. I have since done some editing to it, and decided to re-publish it here. I hope you enjoy the changes - or for those new to the . . . more
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May 20, 2006 05:08 AM EDT --
We do not need birth control. What we need is a miracle.
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May 20, 2006 05:16 AM EDT --
Wiggling stopped: pillow lifted. She kisses her. "Daddy can't hurt baby anymore."
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December 19, 2005 07:00 PM EST --
~*~
Randy and Maggie sat at their favorite table at O'Malley's, where they could see everyone dancing on the large hardwood dance floor. They had just finished eating their meal and were discussing . . . more
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December 19, 2005 07:05 PM EST --
~*~
"Hi sunshine," Randy whispered. At his raspy voice both Maggie and Katie jumped. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."
"Don't talk Daddy! Write what you want to say . . . more
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March 20, 2006 09:11 AM EST --
I found a website that I decided to revise this for, so I decided to publish the revised version here. I think it reads easier now. You can see the old version here. (Revised again 3-23-06) . . . more
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April 12, 2006 04:35 AM EDT --
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
I was done being the good southern wife. I would put on a show until tomorrow morning when Clayton and the kids left for the airport. But . . . more
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April 08, 2006 04:01 PM EDT --
Introduction: Several years ago I had an online friend who was bipolar and had suffered an absolutely horrendous childhood. She also suffered from panic attacks, brought on by stress and the . . . more
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February 13, 2006 05:37 AM EST --
This is a part of this week's Two Word Challenge: Fuzzy Edges
Fuzzy Edges
Kathryn knocked lightly on her daughter's door. "Do you need help packing?" she asked, giving a . . . more
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April 25, 2006 09:56 AM EDT --
Come now, I know it's early, but this is the time when fairies flurry. We must go now, out into the morning, while the sun is not quite raised, and the dew is forming.
Through the woods . . . more
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