http://slow.writerscafe.org/jessicajones94 The original writings of author Jessica Jones en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776064819 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A poem that I wrote out of boredom...and some inspiration from a nightmare I had.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicajones94/1089357/ I woke up to find a very sticky, very wet spot on my bed,at the very end where the sheets covered my bare feet. It took a while to cometo, but I knew for a fact that I was in my old room back in the house we’d livedin before they moved when I went to the White Room. It was all still .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicajones94/1067181/ If dying is this easy, I’m kind of sad I can’t do itagain.The floating sensation underneath my body felt wonderful as I descended downonto the lake bed, and my wide, glassy eyes can just barely see the bubblesescaping from my mouth. Am I dead yet? I kept thinking that to myse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicajones94/1067179/ I couldn’t tell if I’d actually woken up or woken up in adream state, since the whole Maze Dimension seemed like a twisted dream. Icould no longer tell what was real and what wasn’t; to me, everything was realhere. Even my dreams could hurt me, I figured. I’d suffer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicajones94/1067178/ I wiped my eyes with my sleeve, which was looking pretty grubbyright now, and stood up. God, I needed a bath, shower, something. I feltdisgusting. I knew I looked disgusting. I could feel the grease in my hair fromsweat, and I could see the bloodstains on my dress. My feet were healed, but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicajones94/1067176/ First of all, I did not scream like a girl when I firstentered the Anger Realm. Second of all, no matter what you may have heard, Idid not pee my pants, either. But I will tell you this much; You will not wantto enter the Anger Realm alone.The first step I took through the door had me fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicajones94/1067174/ I turned the handle slowly until I heard the door clickand open, pushing my way inside. I shut the door behind me, and my eyes were closedso I wouldn’t have to immediately face what was coming. When I did open them, Iwas shocked. There was absolutely nothing in that room. You couldn&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicajones94/1067173/ Thecase file was put away with care after the investigation had been closed, lackof evidence being the main excuse that the court, in deep regret, had given tothe media and general public. They had swarmed over the idea of a murderouslunatic who claimed her crimes weren’t crimes at.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicajones94/1067172/ It's a lot of different things mixed into one, therefore hard to describe. I think you may enjoy it; however, some people may find it a little disturbing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessicajones94/1067170/