Jennifer Juan is a writer and poet who contributes to the blogarama platform. Her articles and poems cover a range of topics, including personal reflections, love, loss, and the beauty of the everyday. Jennifer's writing often explores emotions and experiences with a raw and introspective perspective.
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Jennifer Juan focuses on writing opinion editorials, expert commentary, and seasonal content. She covers themes related to house & home, family & relationships, and entertainment news.
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They said that it was a bad Idea Evil, in fact. Revolting, but I knew that it was the thing that would save me.
Bobby was too nice for his own good. I tried to warn him, to steer him clear of the danger, but it was already too late. He was a nice boy.
Mrs Biscuit's House was once the loveliest in the neighbourhood. I don't remember that myself, because I'm far too young, but that was always what my Dad said.
He takes such good care of me, but Lord help me, all I am is plain awful. Every night, I cry my eyes out, soakin' his shoulder with my sobs and screams.
12th November 1828 My dearest love, I long for the land, so I may see you again, and be free of my torment.
13th November 1828 My sweet one, The morning finally came, and I rejoiced, for I was free of the terrors that taunt me through the night.
14th November 1828 Sweet Agatha Six of the crew are dead. Four seaman, a cabin boy and the Carpenter.
15th November 1828 My sweet, darling Agatha, It is done. It is done, and there is nothing else to do.
12th November 1828 My dearest love, I long for the land, so I may see you again, and be free of my torment.
11th January 1829 Confidential – Admission Report Doctor Francis Gore
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