http://slow.writerscafe.org/J_N_W18 The original writings of author Simply Watching en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043685 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Its complete darkness as I settle into bed.I'm wearing nothing and I tease myself when the sheet scrapes against my n*****s. I'm thinking about him, no surprise there. He called me today to ask for some advice on a resume he's sending out. He'll be leaving the company soon. Its bittersweet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1555065/ 1 All I could hear was my heart racing. My blood rushing through me. What I can only describe as tribal drums in my ears. Only one thought on my mind: Run. My legs felt heavy, like I was running through mud, but I had to keep going. I couldn't let him capture me. The things he would do to it, to t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1512061/ This is a fledgling of a novel. I won't give anything away, but this is a very cool concept to me. Hope you enjoy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1512044/ How can I tell him?His words no longer comfort me.Everything that is said, is done so out of routine.The words empty, shallow, and meaningless. His touch no longer weakens me.Every move he makes lacks passion and desire.Robotic and cold. I'd rather caress myself.His gaze no longer mesmerizes me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1511381/ In Real LifeIn real life, the Yellow Brick Roadleads to nowhere.Nobody's going to find your glass shoe on the stairs.You can kiss the frogbut he's never going to be a man.You can try to jump,but there's no Neverland.Your Fairy Godmother has a broken wand.The Magic Carpet isn't going t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1511373/ May 1999 She woke up when she felt a light drizzle of rain on her face. She winced and let out a small scream at the tremendous pain in her head. It was like someone was splitting her skull with an ax from the inside out.  After a few minutes of wincing and trying to ignore .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1262944/ 1:32 am        April Jenkins was woken out of a deep sleep by a creaking noise in the hall. Normally, she wouldn't have noticed a noise like this, much less notice it in her sleep. But she knew that something was wrong. She looked at the baby monitor on her bedside table. No soun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1262940/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1262932/ My life isn't a deeply tragic one, nor is it one of great adventure and success. No, my life is just that of an average girl my age. It has had its highs and (mostly) lows, and for the first time in my life, I am putting my entire life into one writing. I have only ever told one other person this en.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1145211/ Your smile draws me inYour laugh intoxicates meYour voice brings me closerYour touch tingles my legsYour biting turns me onYour lips get me racingYour hands make me begYour nails scratch my skinYour movements make me screamYour hips are pressed to mineYour love drives me wildYou leave me craving mor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1100605/ I cannot sleep and my mind is wandering into uncharted territory. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1100595/ Our unclothed bodies mingle together in the dark of thenightEvery touch making my skin burn with fervent desireEvery kiss, every stroke, begging me to come closerMy body pressed close to yours; your fingers caressing myhipsMy hair falling down around you as we move together- .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1085175/ Petty jealousyVicious rumorsHurtful wordsImmense pressureFake adorationSecret insecuritiesShallow liesMaterial possessionsTraitorous friendsYet somehow, we allwant to be "in" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1085115/ For everyone who has ever known a player. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1084618/ I wrote this one for one of my friends in high school whom I had fallen in love with. Now he is my fiance and I have just recently let him read this:) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J_N_W18/1084590/