http://slow.writerscafe.org/foxface27 The original writings of author ~L.A. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776195904 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 -Prologue- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1337305/ Jason was now sitting on the couch that resides in the living room of my apartment. He was now dressed in clothing that my roommate thrown about in his room, which were some navy blue sweats, and a stained white tank-top. I had also changed into an oversized Portal 2 t-shirt, and a plaid pair of paj.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1318429/ In this story the main character some how manages to meet a strange -yet handsome- man at the local pub, she only wanted to buy a drink but possibly meets the man of her wildest dreams. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1313956/ Humanity's not learning.What'll happen when the bombs drop,and end the world?We're bringing death upon ourselves, and not caring a bit.What'll we do?Rebuild,I suppose,but then what.Make the same mistakes, and end again?I guess it's not my problem,but it will be once my generation,is forced.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1302909/ Gently breathing.No more speakingCease your thinking,it'll end your very being.Keep on trying!Look who's losing!They're breaking out now,never to give in again!Keep on fighting.Be the victor,com out of the fight,and see the new light.Once you've won,the trouble's just begun,you'll see shortly!Keep y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1302901/ The disease,the disorder,the sickness,the Plague.Call it what you must,but it's the same either way.It'll come,it'll infect you.Be warned,the sickness is cruel.It will render you weak,it will murder your soul.Leave you breathless,leave you sore.Kill you inside,and render you useless,making you feel .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1302899/ Corruption, Tyranny.Democracy's a lie,Fed to us by the man. We need a new regime! Burn the Constitution, For it's all a lie! The man,Is slowly killing us all!Or, Are you too blind to see it? We need a revolution!We need to take back what,Is truly ours!We're white d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1302893/ I've shown my hand,and my hand was a bust. But cruel fate, had the upper hand. I bet my life, thinking I could win,now I'm pleading with fate,to let me leave with my life.But a bet's a bet,and it looks like, I'm not leaving here alive. The stakes were rigged, there.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1302890/ Humanity.Why do we call ourselves that, when we're barely even humans anymore. Humans,started out as a wonderful bunch. But slowly gone corrupt. Humans formed societies,societies form hatred towards one another. Society turns a blind eye,to what they're doing,even goes as fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1153020/ Story I've been working on for awhile. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1150122/ Wrote this while listening to Wakey!Wakey! 1876-The Brooklyn Theater Fire. Enjoy~! XD http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1144514/ So,you think you're better than the rest. You make me sick.Spread your lies,I won't pay attention.Continue doing this,all you're doing is fueling my rage.I'd recommend you should quit,for I'm scary when I'm pissed.So keep it up,you'll get your dues,a punch in the face,a few kicks will do.Obviou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1123323/ wrote during a test at school http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1105471/ Some little poem I wrote at lunch http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1104680/ Mother's point of view before she killed herself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1057041/ What's happened to the world we used to live in? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1049302/ She stands alone,wishing to be gone.Cruel fate won't release its grip,she's hanging on by her fingertips.So many reasons to live,yet so many to not go on.Tired of being alone,but she cannot leave,for the tendrils of the darkness keep her there.The darkness is close to swallowing her up,but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1043507/ Spur of the moment poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1042945/ In this story the main character some how manages to meet a strange -yet handsome- man at the local pub, she only wanted to buy a drink but possibly meets the man of her wildest dreams. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1042932/ Wrote this a long time ago http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/foxface27/1042562/