Stories by Barbie, by oldest first

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  • Love you
    Either you're a tyrant or a criminal in this world: it's the only way you can survive. Me, I'm a criminal and I'm constantly trying to outwit the authority
    by Barbie 200 words, 3 comments, on Mar 18 11:55 AM 2004. In <200 lines, Fantasy
  • I don't believe in fairytales anymore
     Two o' clock in the morning and she swore she wouldn't do this again. Sitting in her window watching the world pass her by. Occasionally she'd glance at the corpse on her bed
    by Barbie 300 words, 28 comments, on Apr 12 3:20 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • In Dreams
    She lay silently beneath the sheets, waiting for the daylight to disappear into the shadows of her night. She ruled the night. In the darkness, her dreams wove silken patterns
    by Barbie 400 words, 9 comments, on May 6 1:50 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • She couldn't know.
    by Barbie 100 words, 12 comments, on May 15 2:56 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • My random thoughts (well some anyway)
    So here I am, I'm talking to myself again.
    by Barbie 200 words, 8 comments, on May 17 11:59 AM 2004. In <200 lines
  • Family
    It was on days like this that she'd sit on the beanbag just waiting for him to come home.
    by Barbie 500 words, 12 comments, on Jul 7 2:35 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • Thoughts before sleep
    A girl who likes to slit her wrists? How original and unique she must be. I switched off the television and lay down to sleep on the sofa.
    by Barbie 400 words, 11 comments, on Jul 16 5:44 AM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • Meh (UNFINISHED)
    Crazy? If you say so. Yes. I will sit in this drab white room, twiddling my thumbs, and I will wait for something, anything, to happen. I will watch them as they watch me, coun
    by Barbie 200 words, 11 comments, on Sep 15 12:41 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • Alicia
    It had been a long day. Alice let out a loud, mournful sigh and we watched her chest as it heaved up and down relentlessly. We had always resented Alice, the antique Grandmothe
    by Barbie 300 words, 4 comments, on Nov 12 2:44 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • Unfamiliar Territory
    I needed a drink, but I made myself some toast instead. As I devoured the oily glob of peanut butter on my finger I stared at the moth on the wall, waiting for it to flinch. It
    by Barbie 600 words, 2 comments, on Apr 14 6:18 AM 2005. In <200 lines, Fiction, Other, Romance
  • Crush
    I wanted to light up a cigarette. To see flames dancing just above my fingertips, licking the air with their tongues. I felt an arm around my waist.
    "It's okay" he cooed gen
    by Barbie 300 words, 12 comments, on Aug 12 8:24 AM 2005. In <200 lines, Other
  • Unfinished
    I am not Natalie. It is essential that you believe this. What I am about to tell you didn't happen, except that it did happen, somewhere, to someone other than me. It happened to Natalie. / It was November, one of the
    by Barbie 200 words, 4 comments, on Jul 12 5:15 AM 2007
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