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I remember sitting with my family or friends when I was younger and sharing stories during sleepovers or around campfires.  Soon they would turn to me as their storyteller to tell them a creative story to share.  As I became older the stories were either long forgotten or had stayed as cherished memories.  I have been told to write them.  So that is what I am doing now.  They, of course, are more mature than what I had told since I was a child.  Just warning they may not be for young innocent eyes as there me be violence and, uh, well...adult content.  [wink. wink.]