http://slow.writerscafe.org/nece56382004 The original writings of author Shanise Benitez en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776363102 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'm amazed at what Ive witnessed,a reflection that pictures a liar, fake, and manipulating woman that'struly convicted of...Love and it's possessionMy obsession,Led to the reasons of my actions and countless days of dissatisfaction...I...wanted your heart , mind, and thoughts to be of me,Yet, selfis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nece56382004/510750/ Sometimes I  would come home, and the feeling of joy would take over me  As if i was a child...I would look forward to seeing you all day...and  just speaking to you..would just make my day.. Like a child, ....careless of everything elseI would love you in spite of ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nece56382004/486660/ Here I am laying in bed.. Million of thoughts are running through my mind as the night sleeps.. I feel the life thats inside of me...It doesnt want to be taken for anyone else's mistakes.. reasons,faults,guilt,anger...Nor its unresponsible positions....So it fights...knowing that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nece56382004/461005/ Sometimes I hate, that you see me...Through all of this mass...I hate that you know what Im going to do before i react...You know how I feel, what I want, what i needWithout me ever speaking... The way you look into my eyes when Imworried, sick,happy,sad, in pain,Your eyes respo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nece56382004/460992/ When Im alone.. my mind wonders...The thoughts that run through my head are of exploration..It takes me to a world thats completey empty...No life,no form, just purity...Thats when i am free... Sca'v   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nece56382004/460598/ During my childhood I experienced a lot of things.....not forced...but it was a choice based on my own curosity...This is my story...Me and my friend were watching tv, while both of our parents were at work...left alone ...we decided to explore ..      As we flipp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nece56382004/458900/