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"She is probably better known for her heavenly looks, rather than the fact she is the world renowned Spike Rider. Today we are happy to have a live interview with Chiick Adee. For all of you who have been in a post apocalyptical coma for the past one thousand years, Spike Riding is a race. However all the riders have all manner of Spikes, hence the name, strapped, taped or bolted

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I had never actually questioned my mortality until the day I managed to fall down the stairs.  Over the years, I must have taken the top step down thousands of times.  You see, just so I don’t sound like a big buffoon, from the upstairs landing we have a single step down to the top step of the stairway then you have the option of, down step by step to the ground floor, or to an adjacent

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Turning left from Old Road Bwlchgwyn at the Moors Inn onto the road that takes you over the Llandegla moors, a road which I travel everyday going to and from work, a sign I see every day shone brightly in my head lights. Toads in the Road at Night, this time there were toads in the road, they were all over the road and something I wasn’t expecting. Because this stretch of road adhered to the

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The intercom rang on Elise Hadsworth’s desk phone, she picked it up and the attendant on the front desk told her that there was a hand delivered package awaiting her to collect. “Is that Harold” she said to the voice on the phone. “Yes Miss Hadsworth” Harold replied.  “Thank you Harold I will pick it up when I pop out for my Lunch.” She said back to him.  "Not a problem Miss

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I have been in a world all alone for the past eight months now, don’t get me wrong, I am not lonely and I am by no means miserable with it either. Since I decided I was going to make another major change in my life to help me find that one illusive thing I have been striving for so many years, I have found a great deal of inner peace. Inner peace, always sounded like a thing of enlightenment,

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Standing behind the lectern on an un-necessary stage at the front of the university lecture theatre she said, “As always I am Elise Hadsworth but not as always, this is the final session we are all having on this interesting case. Over the last eleven weeks you have been briefed on this individual and you have all been given thorough case notes. You have all had your opportunities to ask relevant

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If we were able to see how a day was going turn out we would do everything we could to change the elements we didn't like. Two weeks ago today, if I could have seen what was going to happen I would never have got out of bed. I have been around family members before when they have died; I have grieved for my loved ones on far too many occasions. But for the last two weeks I have been forced to

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if (visitor_countrycode == 'GB') { document.getElementById('dvStaticInStory').innerHTML = ''; } else { document.getElementById('dvStaticInStory').innerHTML = ''; } “Sit!” he nodded to the seat next to him, “get in, and sit down.” I couldn’t help but notice the anger in his voice, straining the start of his sentence. “Mr Oneby, just get in the car and sit down before I make you sit

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I was told that the wheels of fate have been set in motion. I wonder if that is a human rights violation that goes as high as it is possible to go? Does this mean that the next choice that I make has already been made and written in the fabrics of time? What if I don't agree with them? Has that already been thought of? Is this just someone who believes the meaning of fate is set in stone? Are

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Mi Yung Wan, stood at the top of the marble tower, his marble tower, overlooking the seven nations of his empire.  The uprising had started at first light, the Sorcerers of the seven nations positioned at the gates into the inner kingdom.  The spell Mi Yung Wan cast to protect the fortress won't hold forever but it doesn't have to, as long as it holds long enough to get his

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I don't know whether it was case number one or if it was just one in millions, but when I turned on the light in the downstairs back hallway and went into the cloakroom, at first the moaning I dismissed as the television in a distant room but when I heard the first soggy thud on the back door, I quickly reached for the light and flicked the switch off. I fell to the floor just behind

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Stranded on an island walking in circles for years, Knowing my family is probably drenched in tears, My absence at the table is down to a treacherous hand, An individual punishing me to live on scorched sand, My loneliness is bearable knowing that one day, A debt I will have and I am desperate to repay, Hope in my heart as the anger begins to fester, Waiting to get my hands on that ugly purple

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This was normal when my son decided he wanted his bottle at silly oclock in the morning, I got up walked like a blind man, refusing to turn the light on, simply because I dont wish to wake myself up. Step by step, down the stairs staying to the left as there is usually crap piled on the right. Open noisy door walk through close noisy door, fumble around for a light switch and feel around for

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No one knows exactly when, but it is common talk that it was about fourteen hundred years ago when the un-speculated cosmic event happened that started a the Master of Physics movement.  Some say it was the wrath of the pagan sun god named by the ancient Romans as Sol Invictus.  But others say it was the wrath of all gods. Everyone who has faith in a divine being in whichever form or

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For detective Tysoe to be seen leaving the entrance to the morgue before breakfast isn't an unusual sight. But this morning had her needing to confirm the identity the king pin boss of all organised criminal activities in her district. The worrying thing for her was that it is a positive identity. Question after question runs through her mind and the only one she knows is going to haunt her is,

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One of the last things Izabelle was expecting on her 9th birthday was a square glass box, a jewellery box yes, but not a museum display box and especially not a museum type display box with two mounted skulls and adorning a small brass plaque with the word Elsinore engraved in a cursive script. Ripping the paper off with in-audible screams of excitement, giddy, girlie bounces at receiving such

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Oh masterful time as the guardians of Hades march the triumphant march after the war ended.  Lifes only downfall is it's own belief that what lay beyond our realms was only down to faith.  The application of faith in many eyes was down to a belief that their personal demons will be cast aside by the beliefs they have.  But to truly have faith you must believe that everything has an

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It was on this day, my day, the one and only day I lived my entire life to see.  I tried for so long for this not to happen but when your destiny is set up from one day to the next it just can not be avoided for one minute. As I stood at the very edge of the drop that fell away before me I could see what the meaning of life was all about, a meaning that was lost to me ever second, my

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It was the worst 8 days of my life so far.  Knowing it was coming wasn't that bad because up until the phone call came through at 2pm on that inevitable day, none of it was real.  Walking out of the petrol station after filling my tank and just about to go back to my mould infested flat on that Friday.  I was supposed to be trying to drum up work, but instead I was

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Having a full time job and being someone who enjoys writing, I never find enough time in a day to properly sit down and write to a great extent, I always seem to wind up a story before I lose the flow. There is nothing worse than having a great idea and going on until you kill it because the enthusiasm has been lost, due to a bitty writing schedule. Managing between three and ten

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Whilst sat on a park bench in Whitworth Park in Manchester I watched as people walked by trying to see if I could recognise him, however I didn’t expect him to come up from behind, “You go spooky in a band!” was my uncontrolled instant reaction. “So you are my dad then.” He said. “Son, I’m 30, I only went with your mother ‘cause she’s dirty and I don’t have a decent bone in me yeah.” I said

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Just a couple of photographs taken at Talacre on the North Wales Coast this weekend.

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Acting on a leap of faith and trying to unravel the universal message being sent to me through the whatever, I am planning to place my lottery numbers based upon the premise that 3:14am is a message being sent and not just my subconscious trying the make me go mad. Here is my train of thought : Message       : 3:14am, Derivatives    : "3.14", "314", "

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With the advent a good few years ago about the theory behind Global Warming, the melting ice caps and average temperatures around the world on the increase, everybody started talking about the elimination of fossil fuels or at least the reduction in the use of fossil fuels. Coming to the forefront of conversations, in an attempt to cope with the reduction in power output, is an increase in

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Right this is what we will need to do, we will have to find a good target, reality is this could be any one person or any company, organisation or government office.  We wont need the valid email address of the target unless it is actually an individual.  All we will need is a support, information or sales email address, this can usually be obtained from their websites Contact Us page.

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