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Here you go tag southusa I´m afraid of... [] the dark [ ] staying single forever [] being a parent [] giving birth [] being myself in front of others [ ] open spaces [x ] closed spaces [X] heights [] dogs [ ] birds [ ] fish [ ] spiders [ ] flowers or other plants Total so far: 2 [x] being touched [] fire [] deep water [x ] snakes [ ] silk [x] the ocean [] failure [x] success [ ] thunder/lightning [ ] frogs/toads [] my boyfriends/girlfriends dad [ ] boyfriends/girlfriends mom [ ] rats [x] jumping from high places [ ] snow Total so far: 7 [ ] rain [ ] wind [ x] crossing suspension bridges [] death [x] he

    Sleeping in; one of the world's gifts. Especially with the prospect of breakfast in bed. The smell of bacon and pancakes waft in to seduce Goldnee's nose. Still sleepy she stumbled out of bed, following the orchestra of aromas. Out in the hallway she bumped into Jason, also on his way to breakfast.    "Good morning, Jason." Goldnee yawned. "It smells like you did an excellent job on breakfast today."    "Hmm? Wasn't that you cooking?" She shook her head.    "Dameon must have picked up something."    Downstairs they found Dameon working on setting the table. A curtain separated the living room from the curtain. Small tendrils of sm

This a short story about how inconvenient having only brothers can be. Based off of another story currently being written.    "JASON!!!" A panicked screech shattered the boys' eardrums, as a twelve-year old Goldnee came crashing down the stairs. "What do I do?! I'm bleeding and it feels like I swallowed a knife!"    Dameon, 14, the same age as Jason, was of little help. He quickly deteriorated into the same panic as Goldnee. Jason tried to remain calm as he remembered what this was called. Per--riod? That was it. As far as he knew it wasn't an injury. He also couldn't remember any cure. In a flash Jason recalled Don, Goldnee's biological