A girl dreamed her two teeth fell out of her gums. What is the meaning of two teeth dropping out? It means the dreamer will suffer some unhappiness through no fault of hers. She dreamed her two teeth fell out on two nights. What will befall the girl?
Dream analysis of two teeth dropping out (stories fiction books)
Filed under Stories by Miriam Bathsheba on November 24, 2010 at 1:41 am {no comments}What is the meaning of a snake bite in a dream? (stories fiction books)
Filed under Stories by Miriam Bathsheba on November 19, 2010 at 6:13 pm {no comments}The Grandfather held a snake with a brown head and speckled in green. The reptile bit the granddaughter and refused to let go its prey, although it was outsized. Granddaddy bit the snake’s head and it got the message.
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Angel dating Michael – stories fiction books
Filed under Stories by Miriam Bathsheba on November 15, 2010 at 4:45 am {no comments}Michael had a standard method of operation. He surfed online for a date, brought her to a movie, groped her, cut short the film date and got down to the serious work of getting to know her intimately. He moved fast as he liked to live dangerously.
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Angel dating Joey
Filed under Stories by Miriam Bathsheba on November 15, 2010 at 4:39 am {no comments}The phone rang. “Hi, Angel, its me, Trisha, from ABC Matchmakers. Say, listen, I’ve got a nice, engineer, who’s got a package deal with him.”
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Paranormal Activity stories fiction books
Filed under Stories by Miriam Bathsheba on November 15, 2010 at 2:58 am {no comments}This post is dedicated to my diaries of weird sights, weird sounds, paranormal activity, haunting noises, ghostly sightings, goosebumps and things that make your hair stand on end.
The whole blog here in storiesfictionbooks.com is full of weird apparitions in almost unbelievable stories. It is as if the unknown lurking around has an affinity for me. I am creeped out but I had to get through the stuff. If you’re interested to read more, check out the homepage.
Entry # 1
I locked up the house for the night and switched off the lights. I was in my bathroom, brushing my teeth, when I heard the light making a sound. “Tuck,” it said, as though it was telling me to tuck into bed. The light and its components were heated up after some hours of use so after I turned it off, the contraction probably made the sound. Still, it was a little creepy to have a light talk back to you.
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Wearing only a lotus (stories fiction books)
Filed under Stories by Miriam Bathsheba on November 13, 2010 at 1:58 pm {no comments}The hapless mother watched in terror as her young daughter became stuck. The woman was on a cliff, looking down, at her eleven year old girl, struggling to extricate herself from the slime and muddy bank.
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The Tourist Burlesque (stories fiction books)
Filed under Stories by Miriam Bathsheba on November 11, 2010 at 3:32 pm {no comments}Illustration sample of the tourist.
Billy was like a sex tourist, exploring new lands. He was happiest when he had new places to explore. Besides sex, his other vice was getting high.
Without sex or induced highs, Billy felt like he was being banished to the deathly hallows of the gallows, a dark place, where no human should venture. When he took acid, it was like a burlesque show into the deathly hallows. He became an exhibitionist, raging like a tempest storm in a tea cup.






