http://slow.writerscafe.org/AmeliaJones The original writings of author Unspoken en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776014255 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 [b]Trees.[/b]They surrounded them as they stood behind the squad car, examining a figure which lied on the ground; still. Lifeless maybe? [b]Wind.[/b]It blew the leaves, which rested on the cold concrete, in another direction: Away from the body and the two men that stood around it.T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmeliaJones/245310/ "I`ll probably stay close to home, go to college in a neighboring state or here if possible." Erica said as she flicked a random bread crumb from her thigh. I`ll never forget that day, the first day of our senior year. I was biting into my salami and cheese sandwich, in silence, listening as everyon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmeliaJones/230879/