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			<title>Second Chance</title>
			<description>**DEDICATED TO NICHOLAS**</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1366088/</link>
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			<title>Falling for the Badboy</title>
			<description>Just something I wrote for a creative project...It had to do with abusive relationships</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1354593/</link>
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			<title>Silk</title>
			<description>How tantalizing a kiss can beMesmerizingRushedSlowedBut silk is something different all togetherIt's warmthIts cold&quot;There's warmth in ice, there's cooling peace in fire&quot;It is nightIt is day&quot;And midnight light to show us all the way&quot;Silk is sometimes almost too softA butterflies wings beat like a hea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1343783/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 8- Tara</title>
			<description>High. Absolutely high out of my mind, thank God. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1323334/</link>
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			<title>The Deal</title>
			<description>So, you miss me againInteresting.I know your true yearning:The attention The affectionYou think I'm still yours.Newsflash: I belong to no one.And so comes the powerOf the deal.Arrange a meeting to give you what you craveThe kissesThe hugsAnd what's this you find a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1320107/</link>
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			<title>Being Repaired</title>
			<description>                            You. You who made the trouble, the heartacheYou who made the darkness and let it consume me                          Leave.                 Don't drag me back into your false admirationI know what you wanted, what you desiredGo, find it someplace else.  ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1292723/</link>
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			<title>Blue Eyes</title>
			<description>Blue EyesYou stare at meStunning depths of beauty hold so much loveSo much happinessSo much painSo much more&amp;nbsp;Blue EyesYou've reawakened meEased away the numbness from the pain of HimI never thought I'd say thisBut I'm so drawn to those blue eyesWanting to know moreWanting to see the world throu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1272733/</link>
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			<title>Tired </title>
			<description>I am tired now, so tired.Tired of hurting Tired of cryingTired of welcoming old habits to get you out of my headTired of pain.I'm tired&amp;hellip;Tired of you Your false interestsYour fake smileYour eyes, which used to hold so much love for meThey now seem to be ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1260143/</link>
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			<title>Shattered</title>
			<description>You. You did this.You've shattered meLeft me broken and bleedingWithout a care in the world.&amp;nbsp;I'd scream, but I can'tYou took my breath with youMy meaningYou took everything.&amp;nbsp;I don't eatI can't sleepI can't be&amp;nbsp;How could you?You knew what would happenYou Knew!!!And still you can't find ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1252778/</link>
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			<title>If Only You Knew...</title>
			<description>If only you knewIf only you had a clueDo you see anything?Apparently not You can't see what you've put me through.Leaving... But staying....You're torturing me...Killing me slowlyI must like painI fall for it every time.I can't push away your hugsI can't look down from yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1236295/</link>
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			<title>Who Are You</title>
			<description>Who Are YouI ask myself in the mirrorI want to break the mirrorI can't stand the sight of myself&amp;nbsp;Im tired of everythingBut I deserve it since I've caused itI'm just trouble&amp;nbsp;So who am I now?What do I do?&amp;nbsp;I change.&amp;nbsp;I stop all of thisStop the troubleS..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1205652/</link>
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			<title>Seeing Myself</title>
			<description>I had to write this. If you don't like religious works, then I invite you, just to read and think.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1197227/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 7- Lacy</title>
			<description>Some time has passed and it's after Mid-Year Exams. Lacy didn't mind them, she thought they were easy, but maybe it was just her. It was the middle of 3rd quarter and lunch with Tara became easier. It was still awkward, but Morgan seemed to be okay with it. It still didn't eviscerate the feeling of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1194414/</link>
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			<title>Today Would've Been...</title>
			<description>Today would've beenour anniversary.A day when we would laughSmileand be happy.Today would've beenfull of lovegiven from the both of uswith hugs and kisses all day long.Today would've been&amp;nbsp;the day I could make you smileAnd I could remind you&amp;nbsp;how much I care about you.I don't want to remembe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1191515/</link>
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			<title>The Man I Knew</title>
			<description>Amazing how people change sometimes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1191333/</link>
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			<title>I Can't Keep You At Bay...</title>
			<description>Keeping you at bayIs easier said than done&amp;nbsp;Keeping you away...I can't. I simply can't.I deserve all the pain&amp;nbsp;Because who knows how much I've caused you.I try to deny what's comingFor as long as I canBut lately,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;		seem&amp;nbsp;				to&amp;nbsp;						be&amp;nbsp;									fallingInto my own d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1185927/</link>
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			<title>The Next Great Adventure </title>
			<description>Written after receiving some sad news. I got the title from something mentioned in a book I read and it just seems fitting right now. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1184351/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 6- Tara</title>
			<description>Tara's mother wouldn't stop. All she could feel was...well, now she was numb, since the blows from her mother kept coming with more fierceness than the one before it. Will she ever stop hitting me? She wondered.&amp;nbsp;She didn't want to stand there and take it, but she wouldn't hit her mother. She ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1183270/</link>
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			<title>A Sadness You Simply Cannot Understand</title>
			<description>To sit in this silence A lonely, dangerous&amp;nbsp;silence And think of youIs tourture.&amp;nbsp;How could anyone understandWhat this is like?This EmptinessThis SaddnessNo one understands itThey can say they doBut truly they don't&amp;nbsp;I don't want to think of youThen again, I kind of doBut everything remi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1183268/</link>
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			<title>Silent Storm</title>
			<description>This is difficultYet I know I'm sureThe storm is back and it's brewingComing ever so closer to my heart.I've been through rough times like anyone elseBut sometimes it's just unbearable.Memories come flooding back,Creating&amp;nbsp;the nightmares that follow me.How am&amp;nbsp;I supposed to d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1176136/</link>
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			<title>After School</title>
			<description>Just a reminder of what we already have and how often we don't realize how meaningful it can be.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1156253/</link>
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			<title>Scared</title>
			<description>*This is a true story*</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1131104/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5- Lacy</title>
			<description>Lacy went home, exhausted from the first day. She did all of her homework, which included some signatures from her mom and dad. Her dog, Lilly, greeted her happily as she walked in the door. She petted Lilly and&amp;nbsp;plugged&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;IPod&amp;nbsp;into the computer to charge; it was almost dead. Sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1126919/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4- Morgan</title>
			<description>&quot;This was an interesting day, but&amp;nbsp;I can't believe how tired I am now..&quot;&amp;nbsp; Morgan thought to herself.&amp;nbsp;School had been good, and she liked all of her classes.&amp;nbsp;She just wished she had one with Lacy.&amp;nbsp;Morgan did all of her homework as soon as she got home. She decided ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1125351/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3- Tara</title>
			<description>Lunch was awful. Tara thought to herself grimly.&amp;nbsp;She waited outside the cafeteria and regrouped with Morgan because they had their final two classes together: Math and History.&amp;nbsp;The math teacher looked nice enough, and he seemed to have a good sense of humor. Morgan sat in back of T..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1117112/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2- Lacy</title>
			<description>Geez, Lacy thought,&amp;nbsp;I can't wait for lunch, I'm starving.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It had been a buisy day so far. Lacy loved all of the classes she'd had up until now. Upon thinking of this, a sudden thought struck her: she didn't have any classes with Tara or Morgan. She had seen Tara in the halls a fe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1117098/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>It's the first day of freshman year for Lacy Catherine, Morgan Rose and Tara Rubio. Lacy and Morgan had texted eachother the previous night to see eachother's outfits. Lacy was wearing American Eagle jean shorts and a yellow Lady Gaga t-shirt she had gotten over the summer. Morgan was wearing blue a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1114606/</link>
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			<title>Forever and Always</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1109105/</link>
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			<title>Shift</title>
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			<title>Fighting for Everything</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1109096/</link>
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			<title>Power</title>
			<description>That evening I travelled in my dream world to the door in the woods. Anyone could miss it but the witches had cast a spell over it for me to be able to go to them at any time. My job usually caused me to visit frequently. So what was my job, exactly?&amp;nbsp;I was in charge of collecting materials they..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1109094/</link>
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			<title>My Love</title>
			<description>A couple of days after I saw my army at the castle, we got everything situated and everyone was taken care of. Kevin was unbelievably fast with all of the preparations and meetings, and it helped me more than anything.But there was no sign of Mike. My Michael....I couldn't think the worst, and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1109093/</link>
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			<title>Kevin</title>
			<description>&quot;Look, Genevieve, before you go off on m-&quot; I cut James off as I kicked his legs out from beneath him. I couldn't trust him. He'd already tried to kill me once before. There was absolutely no way I would get that close to him again. I was too suspicious.&amp;nbsp;Coughing and out of breath, he got to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1109030/</link>
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			<title>Don't Worry</title>
			<description>Don't worry if I'm cryingIn the end I'll be alrightDon't worry if I'm angryIt's just that I'm in a fightFighting for my family, my friends, my heartBecause I don't want my world to fall apartDon't worry if I don't speak, I need to find my voiceWhether I do or not, it's my choice..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1107934/</link>
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			<title>Dreams or Nightmares?</title>
			<description>I woke up in the field that Cassidy had shown me. Only it wasn't right; everything just felt...off. I found myself standing up and as I turned, I saw what was so wrong.&amp;nbsp;The factory was towering over me.It was every innovator's dream.It was also my worst nightmare.I walked the perimeter of the f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1107655/</link>
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			<title>Death Trap</title>
			<description>My resting period would be over soon, I knew that for sure. I knew Sasha, Jade and Jasmine were only toying with me; playing cat and mouse in their own twisted way. Not that I was&amp;nbsp;surprised. As long as they didn't know about my dream world, I would be safe. But that didn't mean they could destr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1107648/</link>
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			<title>A Lost Memory</title>
			<description>I fell into a deep sleep that night, but I didn't go into my dream world first. Instead, I pulled up my memories. I wanted to know what Kevin meant; why he wanted me to remember. I saw the memory behind my closed eyes. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/mamafoof17/1107644/</link>
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			<title>Run</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The hooded figure ran into my forest. It would be easy to follow her. I knew it wasn&amp;rsquo;t a good sign that she had the insignia on the right side. It meant she was at the top of the Order&amp;rsquo;s recruits. I would find out. To my advantage, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t a silent traveler like I was. I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1103212/</link>
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			<title>Mike</title>
			<description>There's only one person I trust, one person I love with all of my heart for all of my&amp;nbsp;existence. Mike.He was so smart, so funny and charming. Handsome is an understatement for him. Mike and I have been together for a while, ever since the first day he kissed me. He's a thinker and a dreamer..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1103211/</link>
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			<title>Lost Friend</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1103209/</link>
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			<title>Accident</title>
			<description>&quot;So, what do we do with you now...&quot; Kevin asked, more to himself than anything.&amp;nbsp;&quot;You have no business bothering my realm or my friends. Tell your little sources to leave me alone, Kevin.&quot; I said, getting angry.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Oh you and your false threats..&quot; Thats it. I shot out of the chair fas..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1099370/</link>
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			<title>Control break</title>
			<description>I woke up the next morning a bit late, so I got in my truck and drove quickly down to the train station, getting there just as the train did. I payed my ticket and took a seat, towards the back. As the train started to slowly move forward, I let my thoughts take over. I remembered Jade, Sasha and Ja..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1091247/</link>
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			<title>An unexpected visit</title>
			<description>As long as my world is okay, I will be alright. But someone from the Order doesn't want me alive, or my world. For this I must resort to my dream world, the only thing I have left. Now Order recruits are trying to destroy that as well. I don't trust people; I know they'll destroy all I have worked t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1091243/</link>
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			<title>Dream Worlds</title>
			<description>As long as my world is okay, I will be alright. But someone from the Order doesn't want me alive, or my world. For this I must resort to my dream world, the only thing I have left.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mamafoof17/1088601/</link>
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