http://slow.writerscafe.org/aquamarine4443 The original writings of author Rach en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776365687 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A story of a certain, unfortunate boy stuck in SAT class during the summer. Until she comes into the room...... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/316725/ A young teen's realization at last of being played. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/305397/ Learning to let go and self-sacrifice......... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/305393/  I felt my stomachknot and twist tightly,like someonewas pushing it higherand higherup my throat,enough for bloodfrom life to choke up. I couldn’t take itanymore.I slipped onmy headphones,causing washing wavesof calmto submerge me. Music.It&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/299707/  It’s odd,this feelingof missing something.It’s hardto understandthis.All I knowis whatI’m feeling. I miss the wayyou’d make me laughand how you wouldsmile in return. I miss just talkingto youface-to-face.And of how you alw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/299662/  Craziness.Madness.Passion.  They’re all the same.            Who’s to say that they are not one?Wasn’t brilliance,            even genius, once t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/299566/  I laid there.            Who knows how long?I was crumpled            in pieces.It started            from the inside.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/299532/ Written on a day on which I finally realized that that day was the beginning of the rest of my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/299517/ friendship http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/298478/  Where is someone I can depend on,one who is my friend?Why isn’t thereanyone hereto catch my tears,to comfort me?I can depend on my enemiesto always be who they are.And yet,there’s no one herethat’s a friend. I stand alonein a battlefield,the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295271/  As this alley I run down,there is a sniffling sound.Tears like opals clearwishing for a hero to just sweep downand rescue me. I had a hero oncebefore,but you stopped showing when I cried;no whisper here,no comfort there.I think I'm dyinginside.You think I'm stupi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295270/  I couldn’t believe it,I won’t!I won’t let these tears fall,Butthe more I thinkabout my day,it gets even harder. Breathe. I try,can’t think while I’mscrambling for my music.Found it.Low battery….. Breathe&he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295269/  A wise person once wrote                    That America is singing                     &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295268/  Here i sit in my quiet place,All the way high up.My notebook and pencils with me.And that's all I needTo describe a sight such as this. There is one word to describe this place.Breath-taking.Indescribably so.But as I peer over my spot's edge,I see Fear's clif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295265/ Why do you always do that?Why do you push me awayas if I'm meaningless?as if I'm a just a bug on your windshieldas you go through life?Why did you do that?Why do you push everyone away?All of your friends,your familyand me.Why are you still doing that?Can't you see that no .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295261/ *caused by bordom* http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295259/ She shivered,shedding his sweater,tossing it in a clothing drop.Eyes glistening,she treadedthrough the autumn carpet.She triedunsuccessfullyto hold the wellsof her eyesfrom spilling over.The sky clapped.She turned towardthe black velvet of the air,seeing thousands of crys.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295258/ A tale of a tail is an unusual one, but then again, a unicorn tail is where this story begins . . .Cloud Shadow dashed ahead blithely, a dark grey blur below the black jade trees as he followed the clear scent trail of blood. “Slow down, my Shadow,” his Aama (mother) called after him.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295255/ Based off of the book Eclipse by Stephanie Meyer http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295253/ It's been a whilesince you've left your markon me,a while sinceyou've moved onwith him.I know I shouldn't,but I can't help it.My mind craves you;I just need to bewhere you are,jus needto be something,anything,for you.But you don't needmeas much as I need you.T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295251/ a modern sonnet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295249/ There's a guy I knowhe's not doing so well,been stuck in a dazefazed by pain.One he brings youand the rest to himself.I know he loves youmore than the air he breathes,then joy itself.He loves youto the point whichhe's torn apartfrom the insideout.And its unrequited.To.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295248/ “Sweetheart, come on.” The soothing, silky voice of my older sister lulled into my dream, making me start up in surprise. Her glamorously messy T-shirt slung low on her shoulders, peeking slightly out of the collar. Casey’s cool non-chalance always made her popular in school, with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295244/ A coo, a gigglecaused by a wiggleof fingers.A grasp of a single finger,where saliva might linger.A race toward the fenceand back,then a shoulder tap.Tagged. And "you're it",and high-5's for a great shotor high grades and correct answers.And with passing timecomes .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295240/ On black wings of down,secrets flyand embers flare.The war below still wages.I turnto the call of my name,and just as I saw your face,an edge pierced my skin,my heart.I probed the wound,leaving my hand dark red,so sticky and bitter.I feltso cold,not only from the bliste.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aquamarine4443/295238/