At The Beach

The sun beat down on Belize as she laid back onto her beach chair, the rays heating her usually pale skin into a toasty gold. The warmth of the sun seems to radiate through her and she wiggles her rose polished toes while she enjoys the day on her...

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Happy Birthday Aidan

Belize is singing along to Owl City's Firefly while she stirred the cake mix, her hips shaking back and forth and her body weaving a bit while she danced barefoot in the kitchen. Her black hair is braided and pulled up on her head in an almost Princess...

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Heroic Misadventures

This was a story written way back in 2003. I know there are grammar errors and such. But I would hope I fixed myself since then. * * * * * * * * * **Introduction to a Story** The cabin was small compared to most cabins. Black billowy smoke rose...

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