http://slow.writerscafe.org/LilRedSparkles The original writings of author Heather Hunziker en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776012920 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It's been over a month nowAnd still I am finding pieces of my heartNot completely wholeBut not completely goneWith each passing dayEach step I takeEach time I get out of bedI get a little bit strongerThat night still haunts meStill burns away at the hole in my chestStill causes tearsBut with every m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/704190/ Nothing can describe this hole that has been punched in my chest,No one can say anything or do anything to make it better,I trusted youAnd yet you ran like a scared boyDon't think I can't see past your wordsThey may not be liesBut don't think I can't see through itI read between the lines last night.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/687687/ Forgive me my friend As I dance and shoutYou're upset about your breakupAnd here all I can do is smile and laughYou can't see itCause it's on the insideI am sorry you feel badI really amI hate to see you upsetBut I am happyBecause ...Well because I love you...DON'T YOU SEE IT!!I LOVE YOU!!!I loved y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/518973/ my heart sits in piecesscattered everywherenot bleedingnot beatingjust silenti feel emptylike purpose has been pulled from mei feel greya bluruglywhat do i saywhat can i doto make it stopnothingi must waitwait for it to passwait for new meaning to comejust waitthere is no one to talk tono one to cal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/510951/ I hate valentines day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/510950/ You are invited to theWedding of: Michaela Lyn MurieAndErik James Stafford On  March 16, 2007 The reception lasted well into the evening the dance floor slowly depleted as more and more of the wedding guests gave their final congrats and we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/437386/ Michaela’s eyes slowly opened and she tried to sit up but her whole body was stiff. Where am I? Her eyes focused on a ceiling panel, her head began to clear and she remembered the pool. She looked down at a figure slumped over her bed, then over to the machine next to her bed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/437385/ Remember this is a ROUGH DRAFT.... I am just soooo stuck I figured I would let the rest of you read what I wrote then and then maybe someone can help me FILL IN AND FINISH!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/437384/ This will be the last chapter for a little while...sorry. I have big events coming up every weekend till Easter and I am moving to California on the 16th of April. I promise that while I am on "vacation" the last part of April beginning of May I will post http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/391209/ There is this place in my heartA dark place hiddenWhere no one has ever dared go intoSo far within myself And so dark That shadows cannot be seenBut in this place is not despairOr hopelessnessNo its meMyselfI am thereHidden away Why am I there?Why am I not out showing every.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/377195/ because I promised... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/377193/ Sitting on his bed Erik toyed with the diary. He had to find something that Michaela liked somewhere he could take her. I should just call Tiffany but why not just see if Michaela wrote something in here... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/366866/ Erik stared at the waiting room coffee table littered with old magazines in front of him. The famous faces and names seemed unfamilar to him even the words looked foreign. The emptyness that lay inside him began to consume him as thoughts spun wildly in his mind. It's my fault. If anything happens i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/366258/ “MICHAELA!” he shouted as he awoke. The nurse taking his pulse jumped and grabbed at her chest. “Oh! Sir, thank God. Doctor Shultz! Quickly! He’s up! You are a lucky young man do you know that?” The doctor ran in from the nurse’s station and began checking his vit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/365827/ *note this isn't all of chapter 7... i had to post it in sections due to the massive storm that is here...my power is flickering... and its taking to long to post it all together.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/365413/ “So you held his hand huh?” asked Levi. It had been a week and Erik had come over to the house almost everyday since the barbecue and no one was letting her live this down. “It’s been a week Levi! Enough!” Levi stared at her and grinned. “Yes! Okay! .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/364480/ There is a place far away that is very close to my heartThere is a place where worlds that are separate are togetherThere is a place where no matter where you go your happyEven in a spooky houseOr in a galaxy far far awayHappiness is the focusThere is a place where storie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/363936/ She moved about the backstage area quietly. Her arms full of costumes and a make-up brush in her mouth, she zigzagged through the actors and other backstage crewmembers. As she walked about she handed out the costumes to the actors. A young actress ran up to her side, &ldqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/363935/ “My god woman what happened last night?” came a sharp voice to Michaela’s head. She fluttered her eyes open, and looked around dazed. Tiffany stood over her bed smiling like an idiot. “What time is it?” Michaela asked groggy. “Around noon, what hap.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/363890/ I had a dream about this guy... i only remember bits and pieces of the dialog so if it doesn't match up i'm sorry. But when i woke up I felt so in love with this man from my dreams. I couldn't see his face but I felt like when i woke up i would roll over http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/362668/ Those DaysWhere you shouldn't have gotten out of bedThose DaysWhere somebody stuck the empty gallon of milk back in the fridgeThose DaysWhere everyone and their mother is at Walmart when you areThose DaysWhen the meanest cop pulls you over just because he canThose Day.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/362640/ Wrote this while i watched my cousins with their mom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/362634/ Michaela hated having company over. Her house was always clean and Tiffany would always remind her of that. But every time company came over she felt the need to rearrange things, which always resulted in her tripping into something, sitting in chairs she’d forgotten she had move.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/362190/ Not really a poem... but it's not a story... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/361422/ My friend called me out of the blue and asked me to pick her up at her boyfriends house. She finally decided that she couldn't live the way she had and needed me to move her out of his apt and into my house. I wrote this story when we got back to my house http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilRedSparkles/361421/ From inside her music room, Michaela’s fingers danced across the piano. It was her chance to get away ,away from school, people. Her chance to just  surround herself with music. 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