http://slow.writerscafe.org/stupidkid264 The original writings of author Holly en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776051768 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 What a long strange trip it's been. A little hippie adventure in the woods inspired this, but it's also pretty much the only creative thing I've written in like a year so. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/957225/ Confessions of ditz. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/757599/ Color poem written for English. Don't know how good it is or how well it actually reflects me so... Yeah, but any comments you have to make it better are appreciated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/678671/ By the gloom of the firethe shadows all do danceBut all else is stillAt least at first glanceThe faeries, they flit And by the fires glow Mischief gives way to crueltyIn a vintage pixie showAcross a hundred oceansYet another fire burnsA friendly group of hobbitsSpin yarns of times in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/671658/ "Help!" The call reached me through the double plated glass doors of my room. I sat up, alarmed to be disturbed at almost 3 o'clock in the morning.  "Help! Fire!" I now recognized the voice now; my aunt was yelling from the direction of the kitchen. I flung open my door and ran out, thinking n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/664513/ All these fucked up peopleFull of fucked up thingsWanna sir around And say it's my faultThat they're so f*****g deadBut really we don't give a good goddamncauseThey are the onesWho wanted to fightThey are the onesWho killed the all rightWe don't want you And we don't need youIf it's not a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/656932/ "Help! Get out! Fire!" I woke with a start and sat up dizzily in bed. "D****t. Nikki burned another freakin' pizza." I opened the door, attempting to help her with the oven. I took a step nearer to the kitchen and was overwhelmed by smoke.  Everything was chaos. Noise, my Aunt Nikki screaming .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/655681/ A story I wrote in math class during a test. Pretty ironic I guess... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/633632/ A small child in the streetalone, unlovedyet indiscreetthe passerbysthey give no tokenhelping not the child broken At last a manwho stops and staresalarmed at blooddried in his hairhe takes the boywithin his armsand cries out "Son!""You are not alone you're alive a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/515948/ Wrote sort of for my language class and sort of just besacuse I have much too much time on my hands. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/515943/ This really isn't finished but due to people's complaints (clears throat) and my own laziness at current moment I figured I'd publish it anyway... I'll fix it later. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/474264/ I don't knowif it's rightI can't tellin this lightsitting hereliving lifethinking hellmight sufficewho's to saythat I'm wrongrelief will comebut can painsuccumb to my fateat my feetconstant cloudswill defeatmy brief lightsnuffed and gonevanished, killedli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/451703/ My black heartdried and smallsaw a sparklethat was allall it growsbright and strongblack is fadinglight will comebut to putit in your handsirresponsibleto much to standis it possibleto turn it offflip a switchit must be wrongI hate the twinklethat turned so bright.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/451702/  I pinch my skinjust killing timewhile fateful feetbegin to creepand then he's there hands in my hairand arms aroundmy every movemy heartbeat stopsbut starts too soonchilled to the boneI spin aroundlook in his eyesand find myselflost forevereternal blis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/451698/ Um... Well, there's a name change, and umm... well, ah let me know what you think! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/451676/             The car flew down the highway, as black as the pavement and night around it. They were currently on a deserted highway, and were traveling with the headlights off. Even though the driver seemed entirely at ease, Corey was going insan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/441175/ First chapter... has no point. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stupidkid264/440715/ Nothing is offical about anything in this book. I don't really like the title so any idea will be very appreicated. 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