http://slow.writerscafe.org/thisismylife The original writings of author Emily In Disguise en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776083381 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter 7I woke the next morning to the gentle motions of someone stroking my hair. I smiled and stretched my arms above my head like I do every morning. I opened my eyes to see Eric sitting on the edge of my bed. Taking this quiet moment to really look at him, I realized how much he has grown u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/334566/ Chapter 6It was as if the act of Eric sitting me down in the back seat of the car triggered some kind of switch in me. I immediately started using every insult in my well-stocked vocabulary to degrade him."How could he do this to me? I thought he loved me. I should have known. I would h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/333065/ Chapter 5It was already nine-thirty in the morning and All Saint Baptist Church was a forty-five minute drive away. I wore the black low-cut sweater Cody loved and a cream-and-black paisley skirt. I left my hair down and natural because I knew Cody had always liked it that way. After a swipe of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/319962/ Chapter 4I woke to Marie rummaging through my closet. She was muttering something incomprehensible."Marie!" I said. "What are you doing?""I, uh, have a date. In an hour."I glanced at the clock. It was already five o' clock. After rubbing the sleep from.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/309262/ Good times, fun times.You and me, we rhyme. Why can't you see?We are meant to be. Fake lies, true excuses.Do you really want to lose this? You say you care.For me? When and where? Smooth talk, sly kisses.Forgotten promise, lost wishes. Reading m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/308439/ Chapter 3Eric and I met in preschool. Not even kidding. Preschool. I knew we were going to be best friends the day Cindy Little made fun of my Barbie t-shirt and Eric dumped glue in her hair. He got silent lunch for a month. But we didn't care. Cindy's mother had to cut all her hair off and Eric.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/308050/ Chapter 2“Anna?”I open one eye and glance at the clock. “Marie, it’s 6 in the morning. Go back to sleep.”“Anna, this is important.”I lethargically rolled over and looked at the worried expression on her face. “Marie, you look like someo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/303934/ The Best MistakeBy: Shannon WardChapter 1“Promise?” I asked, with the most convincing pout on my face.“I promise. Classes start in a week and I’ll be home for Thanksgiving. No doubt about it,” he repeated for what must have been the tenth time.“O.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/303547/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/303545/ my life is split in twoone path my smart side is expressedThe other my freak flag fliesin the day with floor length skirtsand my hair in a tight bun.I answer every question prim and proper.by night my tight blue jeans are flauntedmy hair falls down to my shouldersI feel free I am a d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/295543/ Promises are meant to be brokenI took word from your lips that was spokenI've found all have been lies You promised me, I promised youTraded trust we exchangedAnd now that all is said and throughOld habits arise from the grave Have the w****s, they sure want youAs I det.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisismylife/294694/