http://slow.writerscafe.org/MirabellaSwan The original writings of author Mirabella en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1779150132 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There was once a group of six dancers, known as The Flames. They have been together for 5 years and were therefore inseparable. They were on their way to a performance when they had a dreadful accident. The damage was severe and, in their lead dancer’s case, fatal. The Flames were devasta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/1318146/ Dylan was the biggest bully in his class, and he knew it. He was a king: He was strong, powerful and everyone did what he wanted them to do. He even had his own ‘minions’, as he liked to call them: 3 boys that held the victims as he threatened them and took their sweets or tuck shop mone.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/1206738/ The story of a South African girl's summer holidays. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/1204140/ Two strangers were sitting next to each other at a stage production of Dirty Dancing. This is the conversation they had before it started.Guy: So, what did you do today?Girl: Went to the beach with my friends, and you?Guy: I woke up. I had a cup of tea for breakfast, then I showered and got dressed... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/1204121/ A type of description of my relationship.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/1188228/ I look through the curtainsI see dancers -Sliding, twirling, leaping,Flying. The song fades awayThe dancers leaveI hear a familiar tune The next song, the next danceWe take the stage.One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eightCounts, music and movementA lot of feelingTogether that m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/1077800/ Luke was a guy who was very alone. He never had any friends;for he found that it is easier not to trust anyone in this world. People havetried to approach him, but he had his wall built so high, that most people justdecided not to try too hard. But not Michael. He has always had this n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/1074509/ A Flickerof Hope I opened myeyes, my heartAgainI saw themost amazing thing A flickerof hopeIn yoursmileYour nodYour laughYour wittycomments Is it thefriend I once knew shining through?The flickergrew brighterA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/990511/ I wish you could see my tearsThey’re for you.You took another part of my brokenheartWhy am I so weak? All I want is someone special,Worthy of my love.I used to think you fit the part,Could I have been more wrong? As for the obstacles,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/980621/ Sometimes I feel likea tiny birdTrapped in a tiny cageSinging to the tune thatothers likeNever getting to flyfreely I sing and sing andsingNever good enoughJust keep on singing … At night I dream aboutflying Out of t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MirabellaSwan/980613/