http://slow.writerscafe.org/BreeBros The original writings of author Lino Rie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775978391 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A short story I wrote for my Applied Literature. It's a fan fiction. To let everyone know I got an A on it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1241708/ What else is there to describe. I think I might turn this into a book. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1180446/ This is a poem I wrote for English Comp. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1179299/ Daddy wasn't there- to comfort me- when I was scared.- Instead of love- he gave me- fear-and that was worse then tears.- Yet I carry on- and move along- the path i see- ahead- and won't ever forget.- At least my mom-was my savior-and for that I have to say,- "  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1140371/ Continued http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1135812/ Just a story I had to write for English Comp. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1125194/ A short skit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1120440/ Like the tittle says just a little ditty. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1119841/ Nomine's life before she's bitten. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1109680/ The book version of Love of a Blood Sucker. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1109666/ This song is about basically my inure thoughts. I think my mind is like twins fighting each other until one dies. The thing is no one will know who will win because their twins. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1107236/ I started hearing machinery as my senses returned. I can't see yet but I could finally hear and fell again. I tried to move my arms but something wouldn't allow it to move. I tried my legs but they wouldn't move ether. I tried to open my eyes and when they opened I saw a room so white that I t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1107128/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1107027/ ........ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1100013/ A song about a crush I had. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1092490/ Just The last words I will probable say to anyone for the next month. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1088537/ Things get crazy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1087263/ A song that popped in my head one day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1085515/ Romance between a vampire and who she thinks is a humane. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1081321/ Troubles are a brewing,Just stay strong.Troubles are coming,Just knock on the door.Troubles won't stop,Just come on in.Trouble is trouble,My doors are open.Trouble is pain,And pain I can take.Troubles are torture,And I give comfort and faith.Trouble goes to your home,But I keep it at bay.Trouble is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1079179/ This chapter is done now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1075638/ A book i'm making up about the animal from "Wolvon". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1075624/ What I think of the saying "life is a bowl of cherries." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1071256/ A short saying about that person most people forget. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1065315/ Why Father?“Father where are we going?” I said as my father dragged me through the forest. Not even caring that I had no shoes on, especially since I wasn’t expecting to take a hike at 1 o’clock in the morning. Why were we running through the forest? I wish he ga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1053173/ A short description of the story to be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1053169/ This is a book I'm writing about a girl that has been abused and is about to discover who she really is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1053165/ A peom about my discripition of drawing! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1004292/ A poem About someone new to the texting world.^-^ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1003696/ Pride, he looks at others with disgust.He thinks he’s better than all of us.He’s like a lion with a main,Shows off what we can not gain. Envy, she is jealous She wants the things you hold dearest.She can’t let you have your moment.She’ll try to be your replacement. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BreeBros/1003692/