http://slow.writerscafe.org/sarahchocoholic The original writings of author Sarah en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776206152 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Monday, January 1 2216, 09:30, Moruya, the Commonwealth of Australia The buzzing of my alarm jolts me awake. I walk across the living room of my small newly-rented apartment and gently draw the curtains open. Sunlight floods the room, yellow and dazzling, announcing the start of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahchocoholic/1023445/ Friday, December 22 2215, 14:00, Auckland, New Zealand “We’re famous,” Aidan tells me. I stop chewing for a moment and stare at the television. The news reporter is holding two photos, one of Aidan and one of me. In my photo I am dressed in a lacey green top with dark skinny jeans,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahchocoholic/1023444/ Tuesday, December 19 2215, 06:29, Moruya, the Commonwealth of Australia I hop out of the cab and take off towards the blonde girl in a state of frenzy. Her figure glows white and bright, swiftly flying across the golden sands. Her wavy hair, long and loose with streaks of brown, is a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahchocoholic/1023442/ Tuesday, December 19 2215         01:06        Canberra, the Commonwealth of Australia I can’t stop crying. Technically it’s not crying, but more like gasping and choking and screaming my head off. My face, having been.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahchocoholic/1023441/ Monday, December 18 2215         23:57        Albury, the Commonwealth of Australia The clock is ticking. Silently I check the air conditioning duct on the wall above my bed. Yes, the bars are loose. One minute gone. Two left. Out.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahchocoholic/1023438/ Friday, December 15 2215, 02:13, Canberra, the Commonwealth of Australia It’s raining. Eerie sounds of wind whistling accompany the random pattering of big and small raindrops hitting onto the windowsill. I get up and draw the curtains. The world, it seems, is just a shade of black. Lightning .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahchocoholic/1023414/ Friday, December 15 2215, 07:55, Albury, the Commonwealth of Australia Bang. Bang. Bang. “Get out!” I shout. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. The door flies open. I watch with unsteady eyes as the guard marches into my cell. “It’s time,” he grumbles. “For what?” I as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahchocoholic/1023401/ A story of hope in a dystopian world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahchocoholic/1023400/ Cries of pain, screams of agony; whispers of farewell, blessings of sorrow; voices in your head, telling you to leave; voices in your heart, telling you to let her go, while you stay, buried six feet under... Darkness is looming in, bricks crushing on your feet, your toes. You tell your sister to l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarahchocoholic/1022441/