Sunday, January 14, 2018

Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 28

All night, Cameron ran through my mind. He’d been scared of me. He’d preferred that stranger over me. My son was scared of me. I looked towards the darkened bathroom. With a heavy sigh, I eased my aching body up into a sitting position.
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Monday, January 1, 2018

Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 27

Happy New Year!!!! I hope you all had a wonderful holiday and amazing year. I am so ashamed that my last post for this story has now been over a year ago (12/29/16). 2017 was crazy and I neglected my sims. My goal for this year is to strike a better balance between my author life and my sims life. To start the year off right, I'm kicking off with a new update!


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Friday, November 24, 2017

What's Keeping Me Away

I need to start out with an apology for being away so long. I can't believe it's been nearly a year since I've posted here. My stories aren't dead, they were simply put on an unexpected, and longer than imagined hiatus.

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Thursday, December 29, 2016

Unique Blogger Award

So I'm super extra delayed with this. LOL So sorry FluffyMao.

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Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 26

“You never wanted me! Never loved me!”
“That’s not true Kia.”
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Thursday, October 13, 2016

Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 25

Again I'm a day late with this, but maybe it'll just become a thing. LOL
As Life Goes is 3 as of yesterday. I can't believe it's been that long. 
I never expected this story to grow like it has. 
I've enjoyed writing it the last 3 years and 
look forward to continuing it for more years to come. 
Thanks for all the support over the last 3 years!


Every morning I woke up, I feared the day before had been a dream, but as I checked my surroundings I was indeed still in a real room, with a real bed, in a real house. Without a doubt the nicest house I’d ever stayed in.
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Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 24

I ran my hands down the front of the frumpy top in a vain attempt to smooth out some of the wrinkles. This was the last outfit I’d gotten from the shelter that wasn’t worn out. I kept it for special occasions, like going into places to fill out applications.
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