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		<description>The original writings of author Rosa Lee</description>
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			<title>Painful Realities </title>
			<description>~Painful Realities~ You say you love me, but you have done nothing but hurt me,You say that you take care of me, but you've done nothing but injured me,you say that you support me,but have done everything you could to take away from my success,you say that you would not hesitate to f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/1741313/</link>
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			<title>Bridges</title>
			<description>~In life there are many bridges connecting one thing to another and one person to another. However it is our sole purpose in life to figure out what bridge connects to which. I am at the beginning of my junior year and I can tell that it is going to be hard for me. I still do not know what career I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/1417874/</link>
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			<title>The Act of starting a new</title>
			<description>Today I consistantly told myself that i reached my dream and that it is time to move on. I always dreamt of becomeing an professional dancer but because i had so many doubts in my mind and made so many excuses to myself. I turned it a way. I was so close it was in the reach of my hand. The opp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/1045427/</link>
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			<title>The Act of Confusion</title>
			<description>when you first walk into those doors and on land you have to stop and take a breath. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/1033793/</link>
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			<title>The Act of healingwh</title>
			<description>I used to think that time can heall peoples wounds, but feeling like mines are still wide open i guess time can't heal all wounds. The feeling still sets and im starting to think that i won't ever be able to heal. the pain that was caused by my dad years ago still remains the loss of a loved one Duk..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/1028766/</link>
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			<title>Act Of Forgetting</title>
			<description>I'm afraid. I am afraid that i'll forget. I already have a fatal memory of my past.What if i forget all of my old friends.&amp;nbsp; What if i forget all of my struggles, and my unfull filled dreams. What if i forget the obtsacalles that i took to reach them&amp;nbsp; and the chocie that i made that turned ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/1013814/</link>
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			<title>Act Of moving Forward~ End of 1/2 Step</title>
			<description>Today was my last day of my&amp;nbsp;three week highschool summer session. It was fun i met new friends and i reconnected with old ones. I even made new crushes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/1008094/</link>
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			<title>Feelings unspoken</title>
			<description>I'm sorry, So sorry,Why did it have to turn out this way,&amp;nbsp;I wish it could change, That i could do something,&amp;nbsp;Sorry, sorry, sorrywhat to do?, what to do? I pray,I want to, return to, those happy days,&amp;nbsp;The days when all of our hearts were at ease.&amp;nbsp;Sorry, Sor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/992999/</link>
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			<title>Step Two</title>
			<description>&quot;Hey Maya How are you doing today? It's your birthday today right, happy birthday!!!&quot; Sue said as she walked up to me with her 'crew'. Angelica didn't saw anything to her at all but I suspected that she was the one that told Sue about my birthday. She seemed sad every time she looked at me like she ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/979732/</link>
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			<title>Step one </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I woke up like any teenage girl would, tired of life. The only thing that brightened my day somehow was the thought that I would laugh and hang out with my friends today. Somehow they manage to put a smile on my face before school is over. Even though they might not c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/979364/</link>
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			<title>Never be the same By RED</title>
			<description>I know you, who are you know?Look into my eyes if you can't remember.Do you remember? oh...I can see, I can still findYou're the only voice my heart can recognize,But I can't hear you now, yeahI'll never be the sameI'm caught inside the memories of promises of yesterdays,and I belong to you.I just c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/978312/</link>
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			<title>Lyrics of My Life</title>
			<description>This book is about songs that I think relate to my life during certain days. Some of them I don't own and those I will have the artist name in the description and if they are my lyrics I will write it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/978304/</link>
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			<title>The Act of the first tradgety in year fourteen</title>
			<description>Today just a mintue ago I got news that my cousin Alexander Stewart got shot and died. Yet I can't just cry and I may look insensitive wearing this smile but, It seems as though everytime I see and laugh with my last years crush my smile don't easily fade. Selfish right? After having a crappy day at..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/975544/</link>
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			<title>The ACt of Moving On</title>
			<description>I thought that I had ended the drama and had a clean new year start,When the first day of year fourteen came,&amp;nbsp;The sky was clear, the day was bright, and My Life was filled with joy,The night before I thought that my whole world was about to come crashing down,For the first time in my life I was..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/974360/</link>
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			<title>The Act of a new beginning</title>
			<description>Today the air was warm and the world didn't bother me a bit, I was happy and I haven't been in a &amp;nbsp;long time, I was smiling dispite my parents attitude towards one another and the drama with my family and friends, I laughed and had a good time, I even bonded with my mom and managed to talk to he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/969281/</link>
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			<title>The Act of serching for the song of life</title>
			<description>I ponder, thinking of all the memories that IHave made,Somehow only the bad flows through my brain,I try to think that every heart heals,&amp;nbsp;But why do only the bad memories continue to appear,When i'm sad, they just come to my mind and make me cry even more,When i&amp;rsquo;m happy, the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/967290/</link>
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			<title>The Act of Year THirteen</title>
			<description>The day I stepped foot in that door I was filled with joy,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and I never thought that it could get worse,&amp;nbsp;worse than bickering with my sister,&amp;nbsp;worse than my parents struggling to support us.&amp;nbsp;Yet it managed to actually get worse,&amp;nbsp;I remanisse about this year and all I can ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/965056/</link>
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			<title>The Act of being abandoned </title>
			<description>The feeling of having to choose and let go is just unbareable,I didn't let you know that I knew,I tried to ignore it,&amp;nbsp;The words just wouldn't come out,whenever we fused, or whenever I wanted to say I love you,I couldn't answer because I didn't want to lose you both forever, so I was..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dionna/961673/</link>
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			<title>The Act OF Life</title>
			<description>It is about my everyday feelings, like a recorde of me.</description>
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