http://slow.writerscafe.org/madlymanda The original writings of author manda en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776374266 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter 7 : Bringing the KeyI agreed to meet Wesley, Rowan and Jae after school at Jae’s locker. He decided to come along to give me support like the good friend he was. He couldn’t exactly stay while we learned hand signs, driving rules and all that, but he was sending us to the acade.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/375118/ Chapter 6 : Dirty Laundry“Mr. Lansing! What is this I hear about you falling off a table? Are you all right?”Uh-oh. Principal Dune. Not good.“I wouldn’t really say I fell, per se, Principal Dune. More like took a tumble. Didn’t look before I leap. A mere miscalcul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/375117/ Chapter 5 : Somebody CaresJaslyn gestured for me to follow her. She led me into the school’s courtyard. Now would be a good time to describe the girl. Picture a tall, slender girl of around five feet nine inches, a pretty face and you’ve got Jas. She and Jaedrian are eurasians. Their m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/375116/ Chapter 4 : Coming AlongJaedrian just came over. He’s here to psycho-analyze me. For all of you who don’t know, Jaedrian is my best friend. He’s also Mr. Popular, Mr. Player and Mr. Hottie in school. I’m just Mr. Bad Boy and Mr. Hottie. We’re basically in the same soc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/375115/ Chapter 3 : Unbreakable Tap...Tap...Tap. “Will you stop tapping already?” I looked to my left and glared at ‘hair’. We were in the same class for English. ‘Hair’ just so happened to sit beside me. , had assigned us a 500 word essay. Talk about a nightmare come t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/375114/ Chapter 2 : DummyI suppose you can say I’m good looking. Not to be cocky or anything, but it’s true! Most females cannot withstand my amazing male wiles. So why wasn’t little miss hair here, melting into a puddle of, well, hair? Normally, one glance their way and the opposite sex.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/375113/ Chapter 1 : Stolen HeartsThe sound of my alarm jerked me awake. Grumbling and muttering to myself, I slammed down the ‘shut up’ button on it. Careful not to trip on anything, I stumbled out of my room and into the adjoining bathroom.Everything was black, pitch black, to be precise, s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/375112/ He had seen them that first day. He had watched them hurtle insults at her, tear her clothes and hit her. She had taken it all in stride. She didn’t run. So why was she doing that now? he wondered as he watched her bolt down the street and into an alley. Wait a minute. That alley was a dead en.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/329753/ my first poem that's sort of presentable... :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/322253/ She'd burn the world and everyone in it if he were gone. He'd do the same for her. The world better hope none of them dies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/322207/ Paul sees everything in black and white. He suffers from Achromatopsia. It isn't easy to live with. That is, until Sunday Summer Shae comes along. She's small with humongous hair, paired with a feisty attitude, she's impossible to handle. But sometimes, m http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/316200/  Her eyes slowly fluttered open and she saw him gently shaking her, murmuring her name. “Wha--What happened?” she asked him. “I dunno! One minute you were all over the place and the next you were out cold.” “My head hurts.” “Come on, let’s .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/312379/ He just wants to have fun. She just wants to be safe. Watch them play, why don't you? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/311992/ All of a sudden a bright, breathtakingly beautiful light shone on him, making him look positively beautiful. “Wow Eddie. You--You look like an angel!” she whispered. “Thanks. I think you look better than an angel,” he smiled. Music could be heard, lovely, peaceful music. Sl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/308323/  She tried to smile at him through her tears. “Hey, don’t worry okay? One day, I’ll come back. And we’ll live forever and ever in that castle up above. In the clouds, with God, just like I promised you. We’ll live together, you and I, no one messing with us,&rdqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/308322/ Angels fall darling. They fall straight into hell. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/madlymanda/305761/