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Daddy's Little Girl Daddy's Little Girl
I walk into my new room and look around at all the new things. The place where my desk once was now is occupied by a toychest filled with little girl toys. I go to my closet and rummage through it only to find my wardrobe replaced by adult sized little girl clothes and shoes. Turning around I look at where my full sized bed once was, no lon
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September 04, 2010, 05:55:07 PM
by Unka Bobby
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friendship I not sures if this really a poem or song I written but I put it in therapy diary today, while was playing on SL and started thinking of a really good childhood friend called Karim who sadly lost control as an adult and killed himself.
Friendship
When I am a little blue
I’ll close my eyes, remember you
And all the things we used to do,
All the dreams you helped
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August 15, 2010, 11:25:38 AM
by raggamuffin
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The exchange I've been writing a short story....only...its still going and its not quite so short anymore, in fact it kinda passed the 20,000 word limit last night, so I thought I would put it in chunks here if anyone was interested in reading it. I really like the story so far but then I would because its my story. but if other people like it, then that would be good. Anyway heres part
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July 10, 2010, 08:31:02 AM
by Aribug
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Inner Princess (a poem) I used to dream I’m a princess,
It’s an easy escape in my mind,
The special place where no one can see
And I leave the real me behind
But the princess inside, she grew,
And people say she’s special and sweet,
She comes out of me laughing playfully,
Holding hands and smiling to those she meets.
I’m so happy to have her inside
And that she came out to giv
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June 22, 2010, 07:22:35 PM
by Little Mrs. Anna
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A Pretend Story I wrote "Go potty for Daddy" just simple words whispered quietly, tenderly, lovingly into my ear. His arms wrapped warmly around me as I lean back into his chest sitting securely in his lap. I turn to look into his eyes, my cheeks flush with emabarassment and biting my lip hoping he won't ask this of me. He kisses my cheek and I feel the tears start when I see the love and patience in his f
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March 21, 2010, 12:10:49 PM
by Princess Crystal
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my stowies and poems an stuff
this a unfinished stowy my wrote , the first part a intwoduction is in bold italic.
Name : Mirshann Suust ( or Mir for short)
age : 68 ( in human years about 18 or 19)
eyes: subject to change with mood and sexual response, mostly , they look like a sunset .
height: 4'11
wight : 96 lbs
hair : dependant on mood , mostly silver
race : Half
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March 04, 2010, 12:25:06 PM
by WiltedLillie
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Pixie drinks The second day of my vacation with my littleone and we decided to hear out to dinner rather than cook out again. Since we skipped lunch, I figured we would just go to I-Hop and Daddy could get one of those giant omelets he likes so much. On the way I asked “Baby, what are you in the mood for”? And as always, I hear, “what ever you want Daddy”.
We were almost at the strip where all the
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July 22, 2009, 10:31:27 AM
by Daddysway
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Daddy logic vs Daddy emotion I knew it would be a long time before I would hear her voice again, so I phoned her so she could be with me on the way to the airport. The travel time was nonexistent since she was in my ear and in my heart. We said our goodbyes and I went through security.
The first leg was smooth and uneventful and the touchdown at LAX was like landing you head on a pillow. I grabbed a Starbucks yogur
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July 22, 2009, 07:46:07 AM
by Unka Bobby
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The start of a story I have put up for feedback I want to note now that I have been very careful to make things sound too painful, as the story really is for children. It's the tale of a disabled girl who is treated quite badly at home and manages to escape. What I'm hoping is people can tell me it's too harsh, too scary , etc. and I will have to dumb it down an awful lot. If you want it darker, please say that too as I hope it w
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June 10, 2009, 03:03:13 AM
by Bethany (sissy)
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The Strength of Princess Alyva CHAPTER ONE: REBEL PRINCESS
Alyva raised her head to meet the eyes of her Father, the King and stared at him curiously. He smiled and beckoned her closer so she walked the half mile up Great Hall and perched on the throne next to his. He adjusted his round spectacles and considered things long before he addressed her.
“What do you think of our country?”
“I think it is dull Father. T
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May 15, 2009, 05:28:39 PM
by Bethany (sissy)
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teardrops angry tears tonight, for unknown reasons... angry tears tonight, for past hurts, for past pains... angry tears tonight, for misunderstandings, both as a child and as an adult... angry tears tonight, for realizing what a fool i have been for so many moments...
healing tears, at last, sparkling with hope and wonderment... healing tears tonight, because i feel i am among good people, thos
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April 28, 2009, 10:03:25 PM
by Seeker
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a new poem "flashback" it be awhile since i wrote any poetry.. but... this past weekend some stuff got triggered and being to scared to voice any of outloud i sat down wrote this poem.
flashback
darkness surrounds
voice faint
screams muffled
hands pushed
fingers touched
eyes flashed
pain endured
names called
tears sti
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March 30, 2009, 02:42:55 PM
by Aribug
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an embarrassing moment as a child that is now funny I was talking to the office secretary today and we were laughing about embarrassing things we did as kids that are now very funny. So I thought this maybe a humorous topic for here. Keep in mind it is to be something that is really funny but was not at the time when you were a rt child.
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September 03, 2008, 08:19:29 AM
by Kouhei
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cute poem - Little girl dreams Had to share this one, so darned cute!
Little girl dreams
Little girls should always dream
Of yummy things like peaches and cream,
Of running through the garden hose
And admiring mommy's brand new rose.
Of knitting simple rows of plain and purl
Being tickled by daddy till her toes curl.
For all too soon she's on her own,
A working
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June 15, 2008, 11:00:55 AM
by Justafyde
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Cuddle College (a story about teddy bears) There’s a place where teddy bears go when you are at school, did you know that? It’s a rather special and secret location that only a teddy can find and it’s called Cuddle College. It’s hidden somewhere you would never guess to look, any ideas as to where yet? I’ll give you a minute to guess then you can keep on reading. If you peek at the answer it will spoil the magic and we will have to f
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April 23, 2008, 01:44:12 PM
by Willow
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Word-Of-The-Day Group Story!
Ok everybodies
I am gonna put a word here everyday and i hopes others will post a sentence (or more) using the word of the day, at least once, and maybe we can build a story together using them. Don't havta do a story---just sounded like fun--I just wanta have fun sharing creativity and am curious how others will use the words.
Am unsure abou
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February 04, 2008, 03:16:24 PM
by Missy Me
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the poor little soldier CHAPTER ONE:
"But Dad, why do I have to read this?"
"Your teacher thought the book might keep you entertained while you were at home" said Dad, "why don't you try it?"
Max looked at the rather thick book. He already felt that his teacher was a bit weird because she was in to maths and science and things, but this was crazy.
"She's me
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December 10, 2007, 06:11:50 PM
by krissy28
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the village in the mountain ( a g rated story) There was a village high on the mountain, above the clouds. The place was so high the people believed they could touch the stars.
The people who lived there didn’t know about the world outside, and they didn’t want to either. Here, in the village, they were safe.
Nobody came up the mountain and nobody ever went down. They had everything they need and slept on beds of eagle fe
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November 23, 2007, 07:12:58 AM
by Justafyde
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Love Burns Bright [poem] [sp / Mf]
Love Burns Bright
A girl with selective intuition,
Preferred an apology to permission.
Til a more loving man,
With an adoring firm hand,
Finally put her in an awkward position.
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November 17, 2007, 11:42:02 AM
by Unka Bobby
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ALONE IN THE CROWD By Ursal’s big
He could here the music playing from the other side of the park, loud and festive. Silently he watched the crowd, noting each small group as they passed by. There’s a teen with his girlfriend throwing darts at balloons to win the large pink unicorn she desires. And over there, tossing dimes at plates, a man attempting to gain a decorative wine goblet for his medieval c
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October 12, 2007, 09:45:44 PM
by Ursal
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Stumbling Over Mountains I read this the other day. I cant remember where.
No one ever stumbles over mountains. It's the small pebbles that trip us up. If you step over the pebbles one at a time, you will soon find that you have climbed over the mountain.
What are some pebbles you have climbed over that you are proud of? What are some pebbles that you seem to t
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October 08, 2007, 06:19:06 AM
by Tamara
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MOVED: UNDERSTANDING THAT IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT Moved to a safer spot per lizzie's request.
http://ageplay.org/GI/index.php?topic=659.0
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August 28, 2007, 12:51:48 AM
by Elizabeth
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First contact... Here's another, perhaps a prequel to You and me... I'm not sure, but it seemed like it just came out.
I didn't know whether to expect the bubbly, funny, innocent little side to show, or the shy big side. I watched intently as the plane taxied up to the gate, and the dock connected, and they opened the doors.
You had given me an old photo, but
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August 27, 2007, 01:42:36 PM
by kristin26
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Association of Childlike Persons of California I've been writing this story all day, it came to me in a dream. No, really! I've had little bits and peices of it in my head for a while, but it just now really came together. I am more of an infantilist than most of you here, but perhaps you will enjoy it nonetheless. Its kinda long, but I enjoyed writing it. If it were possible, I would absolutely love to
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August 27, 2007, 01:24:55 PM
by kristin26
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A poem about my gran
Grandma went off one day
Over the hills and far away
I tried to follow as she ran
“Grandma, wait for me if you can”
But Grandma shook her head,
She looked down at me and said
“My little one please don’t follow,
I won’t be coming back tomorrow.”
She hugged me and held me tight,
She whispered “Everything will be alright.
6|You will still see me
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July 26, 2007, 05:14:30 PM
by artistdancerk
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dedicated to someone special She keeps me safe, she keeps me warm,
She bounces around like a thunderstorm,
She's awful sweet and scrumptious fun,
i'm happy to be Her little one.
i know that if i ran i won't get far,
She'll call upon my lucky star,
And pray to Goddess that i can not harm,
And banishes the darkness to a place of cal
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July 05, 2007, 05:43:30 PM
by Bethany (sissy)
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untitled till later Once upon a time there was a little house. A little girl lived in this little house on a little street in a little town. this little house was a house like any other, nothing special or out of the ordinary ever happened there, but the little girl who lived in the house was nothing like the house she lived in.... Â (I will pick this up later)
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July 03, 2007, 12:51:18 AM
by lissa
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the most amazing Nanny Silvia Bernard and Rebecca took a great interest in their children’s welfare. The nanny they wanted had to be truly exceptional, able to play a game and teach a lesson at the same time. Willow and Bethy’s wants on a Nanny, however, were quite different.
“I don’t care what she is like. I shall hate her” Willow had said. “You can’t be arsed spending time with us, why should we care about a dumb replac
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June 24, 2007, 10:23:21 AM
by Bethany (sissy)
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the bedtime monster It was middle of the night but Mandy couldn’t sleep. Her tummy was rumbling like there might be a monster inside it. It growled and roared ferociously and wouldn’t let her eyes shut.
“Daddy”, she called downstairs, “can I have a glass of milk?”
Daddy sighed and came up the stairs with a glass of milk for his little girl.
“Now try and get some sleep” he said.
Five mi
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May 30, 2007, 01:58:09 PM
by Bethany (sissy)
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Swan Boy or Learning To Fly TO GRANDMA’S HOUSE WE GO
Summer break at Grandma’s was going to be dreary, boring and as dull as double maths class.
“I don’t want to go” whined Sam from the back of the car.
They hadn’t even got on the motorway yet and he felt the need for a pee. Dad’s patience was running out and he cranked up the car stereo. At once, both boys were quiet knowing better than to push their l
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March 26, 2007, 06:10:46 PM
by itty
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