Posts by Tanu Bali

When Nightmare Breaks Loose

September 20th, 2006 12:35 Home   I have found a job. I am so happy, I can’t express it in words. To be honest, the salary isn’t much, but it’ll

Defective Piece

I am a girl, aged 23.   There was a time when I used to wear size S tees and had a waist size of 28. Now is not that

The False Life

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The Coffin

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How She Came into Existence

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Let the Feast Begin

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Bedtime Stories

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Undead

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The Journey to MGF Road

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The Dark Arts

We want a girl. After two cute boys, all we wish for is a girl to complete our family. “Any day now,” I think, gently patting my tummy. She kicks

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