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Дорошенко Святослав

Stories By Дорошенко Святослав

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З життя24 хвилини ago

Love Yourself, and Everything Will Fall into Place

Love Yourself and All Will Be Well Outside the window, a blustery wind blew, leaving everything cold and gloomyjust like...

З життя27 хвилин ago

Step Forward and Speak Out

Stepping Up and Speaking Out The “Submit” button on the drama schools website was tiny, and Ninas palm was clammy,...

З життя37 хвилин ago

Evicted from Their Small Flat, a Mother and Her Child Find Themselves at the Doorstep of a Wealthy Widower

17th February Tonight, something happened that I know I will never forget. As I sit here in the quiet of...

З життя39 хвилин ago

After Selling the Country Cottage, Grandad Paid a Visit and Decided to Lay Down His Own House Rules

When spring arrived, my parents began to consider selling their allotment. They were getting on in years, and neither their...

З життя10 години ago

Step Forward and Speak Out

Send The Submit button on the website looked tiny, yet my palm felt clammy as if I were holding someone...

З життя10 години ago

I Moved in with Him for a Fresh Start, Only to End Up Sleeping on the Sofa in What Was Supposed to Be My Own Home

I moved in with him, believing wed start afresh, but I ended up sleeping on the sofa in what was...

З життя10 години ago

Wednesday in the Courtyard

Wednesday in the Courtyard Theres a neatly tied plastic bag resting on the bench by the entrance of the third...

З життя10 години ago

Natasha, I’m Sorry! Can I Come Back to You?

My husband, Edward, and I have shared our lives for over twenty years. We always lived quietly and contentedly together....

З життя11 години ago

My brother refuses to place Mum in a care home, yet won’t take her in—there’s simply no space at his!

For the last three months, my brother Charles has been pestering me about Mum. Ever since her stroke, shes not...

З життя11 години ago

I’m Exhausted. And No – This Isn’t Some Vague Emotional Fatigue. It’s Physical, Mental, and Financial Burnout From Supporting Two Adults Who’ve Chosen to Live in Permanent Teenage Mode.

I’m utterly drained. And no, I dont mean some vague sense of emotional tiredness. This is real a physical, mental,...