Not so average

By Marea67
About: Jacqueline
Rate: G
Summary: Some people lead average lives. Get over it.
Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.



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The wall

By Marea67
About: Mrs Jennings
Rate: G
Summary: It's purple, it frightens her.
Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.



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Rainbow

By Marea67
About: a woman, a child
Rate: G
Summary: rainbows: God's pretty gifts
Disclaimer: Sorry, but Iris is mine! And so am I.



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Swings

By Marea67
About: Esmeralde and me
Disclaimer: Sorry, but the characters are mine
Summary: Those swings behind my house...



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Maze

By Marea67
Characters: the usual horror clichés. Yes, this is a horrormovie-based story.
Rating: R
Summary: Some are lost in the maze, others are not.
Disclaimer: Sorry, but the characters are mine. I made them up. Any resemblance to real-life persons is strictly coincidental.

*****


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Fog

By Marea67
Characters: Jeremy/Angela/Cherry
Rating: G
Summary: I hate fog
Disclaimer: Sorry, but the characters are mine. I made them up. Any resemblance to real-life persons is strictly coincidental.



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Frisbee

By Marea67
About: Tim and Dean
Rate: NC-17
Summary: What a lonely frisbee can accomplish....
Disclaimer: This story is, to my knowledge, not based on real events, all persons appearing in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.



*****
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The Knife

By Marea67
About: 'me'
Disclaimer: Mine. Don't touch!
Summary: Someone's having a really bad day.
Disclaimer: This story is, to my knowledge, not based on real events, all persons appearing in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental

*****

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Jigsaw Puzzle

By Marea67
About: Tim/Master
Rate: NC-17
Summary: Fell in love with an alien, sci-fi / a little touch of horror
Disclaimer: This story is, to my knowledge, not based on real events, all persons appearing in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.



*****

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Cover for me.

By Marea67
About: ‘me’
Summary: I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but…
Disclaimer: This story is, to my knowledge, not based on real events, all persons appearing in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Not there

By marea67
About: me (76 year old lady)
Summary: How did I get on this train?
Disclaimer: This story is, to my knowledge, not based on real events, all persons appearing in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Jungle gym

By Marea67
About: Jenny and Becky
Rate: G
Summary: Would you stay in the rain, if you can walk in the sun?
Disclaimer: Sorry, but the characters are mine.



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Fire

Author: Marea67
Characters: Fire
Summary: I will not surrender…
Disclaimer: This story is, to my knowledge, not based on real events, all persons appearing in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.



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Church

Author: Marea67
Rating: G
Disclaimer: This story is, to my knowledge, not based on real events, all persons appearing in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Summary: for 138 words?

*****

In this church I vowed to love you forever,
to forsake all others, to be there in good times and in bad.
I tried to be the perfect woman that you wanted me to be.

It was a lot of hard work, because I was not perfect.
Like a juggler I tried to keep all the balls in the air.
Work. Marriage. Child. House. Animals.

I, however, aimed too high. The balls started to drop.
I couldn’t hold them in the air anymore. I was not perfect.

And you? You, who promised, here in this church,
to be in there in bad times and in good,
you just turned around and found someone else.

Now, I’m alone. It doesn’t matter though.
For I no longer need to be perfect.
I have learned that, after all, I’m only human.

THE END

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Tangram

Author: marea67
Characters: only me
Summary: for 100 words? Are you nuts?
Disclaimer: This story is, to my knowledge, not based on real events, all persons appearing in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

100 word drabble

*****
(The tangram: a dissection puzzle consisting of seven flat shapes, called tans, which are put together to form shapes. The objective of the puzzle is to form a specific shape (given only in outline or silhouette) using all seven pieces, which may not overlap.)

My shrink calls it a very interesting experiment, but I don’t care. I look at all the pieces, they are still very ugly to me.
I could use the triangle as the head. And other parts as the body, but I know it will not tell the story of me.
It will not show, that I see myself in the silhouette that I’m making with the pieces of the tangram. Ugly, square, not very elegant.
It is how I see myself. Just plain ugly. And at that moment, I realize my mistake. I see my shrink’s interested look. He knows.

THE END

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