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The Convent Spirits Chapter 1: St. Monica’s Chapel

October was passing quickly. The trees which had been brightly colored were now turning brown and beginning to fall so that their rustling could now barely be heard. Winifred was awake long before it was necessary; she was kneeling down…

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My fantasy

Me and my wife at home relaxing watching TV and looking outside. The yard guys was there working in the yard and garden they come once a week. So my mechanic came to work on my project car I went…

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