http://slow.writerscafe.org/KittyKat1122 The original writings of author Faith en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776042699 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My room is a baby blue haven. The theme is raw wood and Blue-Green, unfortunately it's the nursery of my perfect mother's home in New York. I hate New York. It's crowded, busy, and boring. All anyone does here is watch reruns of Punked.    I miss home. I miss the ranch, the horses, the bub.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KittyKat1122/1169565/      The lights bright to my eyes. I'm in a small white room. No door, no windows. There's a small T.V screen in the corner of the room. I'm reminded of Saw for a second, the only thing different is that this isn't a bathroom. "Hello?" i called out. No answer. There's a loud bang.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KittyKat1122/1169553/ Nightmares The lights bright to my eyes. I'm in a small white room. No door, no windows. There's a small T.V screen in the corner of the room. I'm reminded of Saw for a second, the only thing different is that this isn't a bathroom. "Hello?" i called out. no answer. There's a loud bang and i'm back .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KittyKat1122/1169551/