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		<title>Kakuzu (or so they call me) | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Kakuzu (or so they call me)</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;At first I was hesitant of the tree. There is stood looming, its great black branches held up to the sky. Mommy didn&amp;rsquo;t like it and wanted it to be taken down. Dad kept claiming that he forgot to every weekend, so the tree stayed there. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/469437/</link>
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			<title>Butterflies Should Be Free</title>
			<description>the story of a teenage boy trying to find himself</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/469435/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I shook my head. If I thought I was confused then I was certainly confused now. I walked down the hallways which seemed to get narrower and thicker but it seemed to not change at all. The photographs on the wall seemed to move or whisper. I even thought I saw a cat fly by a window on feather..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/391896/</link>
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			<title>Chapter2</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Johanna woke up late the next morning. she usually slept in late on weekends but this entire running about all over town on Sunday business made me tired. She just barely had gotten up when Katherine came through the front door. She always came in the morning for some coffee and toast before..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/390271/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;So tell me again who is this guy we are meeting and why he has to come?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Johanna said.&amp;ldquo;Because he is really cool and wants to meet you. He is really nice, don&amp;rsquo;t worry you&amp;rsquo;ll like him. But be warned he is a little, uh, odd.&amp;rdquo; Katherine looked both wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/388048/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I woke up feeling groggy. I opened my eyes to look around and see where I was and even though I was in a bed, I promise it wasn&amp;rsquo;t mine. The bed was a four postured bed that was at least a queen size.&amp;nbsp;The head was surrounded by pillows and it was covered in soft blankets. Everythin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/388038/</link>
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			<title>The New World</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/388036/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 8</title>
			<description>The next day she woke up and decided that she was going to Akumamaru&amp;rsquo;s room to ask about what he was going to ask her earlier. Then at breakfast she decided that it must have been nothing. When she took her dogs for a walk after breakfast in the garden she decided that it must have been import..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/360410/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 7</title>
			<description>John was loading Jaspers bags into the mustang convertible. I did not pity him, I heard that it was 4 hours to the nearest airport and who knows how long of a flight to LA. He hugged me, I didn&amp;rsquo;t really hug back. Usually I did when he went away on long trips, because I would miss him. It did..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/360408/</link>
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			<title>I said i loved you</title>
			<description>I said I loved youI whispered it in the darkI treasured those words Like they were the songs of a larkI sat and watched it grow day by dayI told you I loved you, but the words you just ignoredI said I loved you Could you love me? I prayed&amp;nbsp;You said you loved meYou watched me with..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/285644/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>*hehehe* six is the start of 666, but i don't think there will be that many chapters</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/285623/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>i was writing today and i was like damn this is a long chapter when i realized i was on chapter seven and had only posted up to four.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/285619/</link>
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			<title>Haiku</title>
			<description>Someone just fartedIt smells really, really badGo get the Lysol</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/285087/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>okay, i shared this story with my bff from school and she was like, 'uh you know your two main chaters are from twilight' and i was like 'damn!' so if you noticed i swear to god i didn't notice and the paragraphs are being mean so hang in there.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/283576/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>yes it's short, but it seemed like a good place to stop. I excpet the next one will be long though.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/283536/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Later that night Jasper and I were in the living room, relaxing like we normally do after he gets off work. He was sitting on the couch watching TV and I was laying on the couch with my head in his lap reading. He was gently petting my shoulder length black hair with red tips.  I could feel his cold..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/282770/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>I was eating lunch in the dining room. Jasper was sitting across the table, just watching me. I looked around the familiar room. It had deep purple walls with cabinets holding expensive china. The table was huge 3 &amp;frac12; feet across and 10 feet deep. There was a giant window on one wall covering a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/282766/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>have patience</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/282763/</link>
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			<title>The Hunters Song</title>
			<description>a girl get captured by a vimpire and hasn't left his property in almost four years. (yes it sounds superficail but it's by first so give me a break)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkgurlgreenday/282762/</link>
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