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Hey, I'm Leslie and I'm a full-time college student finishing up my third year who enjoys reading and writing in my spare time.  Also, some of you may know me from HPFF as onestop_hpfan18.

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The Big Move by Leslie

Rated: R15+ • 1 Reviews starstarstarhalf-star


The summer following the Christmas visit to her parents, Faith moves her and her son, Keegan, back to her hometown of Charleston, S.C. to be closer to family.

A companion story to "A Family Christmas"

A Family Christmas by Leslie

Rated: R12+ • 0 Reviews

It's been a few years after the death of Faith's husband and even longer since she's been back to her hometown of Charleston, S.C. However, she can't refuse to visit her parents anymore, thus why she returns to spend Christmas break with her ten year old son.

Hide and Seek by Leslie

Rated: R15+ • 4 Reviews

When she had counted up to 30, the girl opened her eyes and shouted in a shrill, childlike voice, “Ready or not, here I come!” 

She dashed around the backyard, looking in bushes, under the picnic table, and in the playhouse before she ventured into the woods. 

Over by Leslie

Rated: R15+ • 1 Reviews

There was a part of me that wished for the strength that had left the moment Chris had left back.  However, another part of me wanted to curl up in a ball and cry my eyes out.


Twirling Through Life on Pointe by Leslie

Rated: R15+ • 0 Reviews

Fresh out of high school, Sydney plans a trip to New York that summer with her best friend Natalya, and James decides he wants to tag along before he has to return for his first semester at the University of Indiana.  Only thing is that Sydney and Natalya have no intentions on returning back to the small town of Sterling, Indiana; their plan, to make it as professional dancers in New York City.

Breathing Underwater by Leslie

Rated: R15+ • 1 Reviews starstarstarhalf-star

Leaves crunch beneath my feet as I run through the woods. I cannot say for how long exactly I have been running, just that my legs already feel accustomed to the pace I am traveling at.