Click here for nice stories main menu

main menu   |   youngsters categories   |   authors   |   new stories   |   search   |   links   |   settings   |   author tools


  Writer's profile for 'Cheryl Ann'
Picture
Email address i_love_kokomo@yahoo.com
City El Mirage
State Arizona
Country U.S.A
Birthdate 03/23/1956
Sex Female
Marital state Single
Profession Retired
Interests Love, Art, Sci Fi, Music, Drama of course, I'm a woman,oh and Romance
Short bio Just a woman with thoughts to share


'Cheryl Ann' has written 6 stories:


The Chance (standard:romance, 2979 words)
Author: Cheryl AnnAdded: Sep 04 2006Views/Reads: 1878/1070Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is a story of a chance taken, a chance missed and maybe a chance for a happy ending
 
Love Through the Years (standard:romance, 484 words)
Author: Cheryl AnnAdded: Sep 20 2006Views/Reads: 1541/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I'm not sure if this is a story or a poem, maybe it is a poem that tells a story, Please let me know what you think. This is what I view of as a Pure True Love
 
Hold On To The Years (standard:Inspirational stories, 808 words)
Author: Cheryl AnnAdded: Sep 20 2006Views/Reads: 1473/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is a Short Story I wrote about my brother. It contains my true thoughts about this wonderful person, I only hope it can inspire you to care for those you love while you still have the time.
 
In My Dreams (standard:romance, 294 words)
Author: Cheryl AnnAdded: Sep 20 2006Views/Reads: 1488/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is actually a Poem maybe, but I'm not sure about Poems, mine are actually little stories, so I list them here. This is a little story of what a Romance can or Cannot be and the joy or sorrow each person can bear without your knowing it. you be the
 
I Died Today (standard:poetry, 132 words)
Author: Cheryl AnnAdded: Oct 08 2006Views/Reads: 1376/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Actually this is just a sad little poem of dreams lost not actual death
 
Hand me down Woman (standard:poetry, 159 words)
Author: Cheryl AnnAdded: Oct 20 2006Views/Reads: 1664/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
So many times at the end of the day, I lay my head down alone again. This is where this poem comes from. My heart.
 





Nice Stories @ nicestories.com, support email: nice at nicestories dot com
Powered by StoryEngine v1.00 © 2000-2014 - Artware Internet Consultancy BV