http://slow.writerscafe.org/JessibelSerenity The original writings of author Jessica O. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776075841 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 *written during a tough time with my now-ex. Good thing I don't have these thoughts in my head anymore! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/1054779/ It starts the same way.I walk down that sidewalk to that one place where I know I can escape for a while, and I expect (or rather, hope) that someone is there to go with me. I get disappointed when I get there and see that no one waited for me.Then I hear one of two things: either someone will be th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/1049001/ Just an imagined scene when the song ("Hope Leaves" by Opeth) plays. May become part of the Dark Project thing I'm working on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/1046078/ Just some... thoughts on this morning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/1043720/ There was one day about a year ago when it was raining, and I tried writing a description of someone (it's somewhat autobiographical; I won't tell how), and this is what I came up with. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/1043462/ Two siblings, Lauren and Devin, find a circle of friends on their first day in school... and the rest is history. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/1043336/ Two siblings get together a group of friends and become a band known as TheoryKill. What will happen now? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/1043332/ (French, "He takes a wrong turn) This poem will be featured in the Shepherd University Writer-in-Residence Writing MasterClass on 9/27/12. The poem does have a story behind it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/1040766/ This is directed to my dad. He walked out on Mom and me when I was really little. In the poem, I mention how he blamed Mom for all of our money problems, his drinking, etc. It was his choice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/746670/ This will most likely get turned into a song. This was influenced by "Coeur d'Alene" by Alter Bridge. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/640399/ So.Mom lost an important case. It was important to her and me; however to my dad it was a complete waste of time. He thought Mom and I would lose it in the first place because he thought that what Mom wanted wasn't allowed. It was; it was obviously stated in the papers.Mom and I thought that we .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/625013/ It's more like a letter to myself, but I don't care. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/589362/ entry for Six Words Story contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/581477/ This was written over a year ago about 9/11. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/581178/ Somewhat suggestive... Enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/527736/ This is written for one of my exes who I think may be in a relationship with one of my friends http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/495161/ what I first think when someone else gets what I want http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/486208/ the dream that I had the night before my ex-boyfriend's mother's funeral http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/485129/ questions I'd like to ask a "frenemy" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/478143/ This is a perfect description of a bad day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/410690/ My description of the night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/401082/ thoughts during school http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/381543/ Who knows where those memories have gone?Who knows why they fade?Who knows why one may rememberAnd the other unintentionally forgets?Wondering how this could be so,The fact that is forgotten... You once told me something I'd never forgetI'll remember it for the rest of my days.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/350069/ This is my description of my last breakup. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/326320/ Cold dead eyes staringSmiling at meEven in deathYou're glad you hurt meYou lived of of my painYou became my parasiteEvery tear I criedLeft you craving so much moreEvery bitter word I spokeFed your hatred of meThe last bitter word I spokeWas the poison, the arsenic that killed y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/316381/ You hear screaming from below, breaking the eerie silenceAll you know is that they're screaming your nameYou're thinking that you're crazy for such thoughtsThe screaming gets louderYou finally say words no one thought you'd say:I'm giving up everything; forgive me. Your decision t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/316380/ Fires on either side of the isolated streetBroken glass and other rubbish litter the sidewalkYour children are crying, but still you remainImmune to the hurt surrounding youYou hear shots of suicide at the house on the cornerWhile you hear someone's thoughts that are similar to yours:Is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/316379/ What I think of something... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/313460/ As I write, I'm listening to the Metallica song, "Nothing Else Matters." What I'm about to write is a series ofthoughts that come to my head when I hear this song. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JessibelSerenity/312926/