http://slow.writerscafe.org/Chelliebell The original writings of author Chellie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776018898 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15               I have felt this once before. The feeling that everything is spiralling out of my control and there is nothing that I can possibly do to hinder the fact that one day very soon that everything that I have worked hard .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/391360/ Day by day story And Account http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/391351/  Part Two: TimeChapter 10 I rose just as the sun began to set slowly on the horizon. I watched it go down from the large bay window enjoying the beauty of it and taking in the warm summer air. The last thing I remembered was a fire. Isfrael and I must have escaped at just the r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364677/  Chapter 9 It is amazing how simple things like holding the person you love makes you feel as if you have died and gone to heaven. I felt as if everything was right again and as it should be, but in the back of my mind I knew it was going to end and the cost, of that night with the o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364676/  Chapter 8 I peered in to the large bay window to see Lucas asleep in his chair. He stirred slightly and a small glint of silver caught my eye. On his left hand he still wore his wedding band. I looked down at my own left hand to see that mine was no there. A tear slid down my cheek... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364675/  Chapter 7 “Shut the f**k up David nobody wants to hear your voice!” I laughed and straightened out my leather jacket as I turned a chair around and straddled it. I threw in a role of twenties, which Joe starred at greedily. “Deal me.” I commanded.David.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364674/  Chapter 6 A year passed and our son Caleb was born the next July. The next year that passed by was filled with the love and happiness that I had dreamed of all of my life. I would be damned if our marriage turned out as horribly as my parents or his parents had. But alas all good th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364670/  Chapter 5 I came from a family of devout Catholics; well my mother was a recovering catholic. My father would have been a priest if he had not married my mother and I came around. When visiting him in California I was always forced to go to church. I never minded the whole god conce.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364667/ Chapter 4 When I finally aroused my vision was foggy. There seemed to be a veil over my eyes, but then I realized that I was wearing a sleeping mask. I closed my eyes and took off the mask and threw it to the side. I opened my eyes and a flash of sunlight burned them; making my head pound f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364666/ Chapter 3 I was thankful to get off the plane when we did. I couldn’t bare it any longer. Lucas went to get our bags while I grasped my bearings; heaving into a nearby trashcan. Lucas had successfully gotten me wasted and I hated him for it. I wiped my mouth of with the back of my sha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364663/ Chapter 2 The limo ride was long and boring. While Lucas slept on my lap I had a conversation with the driver, Fred. We were having a heated discussion on the war in Iraq. I was Pro he was anti-Bush. I had called him and ignorant duschbag several times in the past five minutes. He threatene.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364661/  Part One: TakenChapter 1 “Mom, please stop worrying,” I begged; clutching my gear stick out of frustration. I wished in my heart she really was worried about me.The rain was pounding relentlessly on my windshield. I was having a hard time seeing even with my wipers g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364658/  Preface The word love has lost all meaning. The colors have faded; leaving it dark. The world is forced to relive the pains of the past. And all hope is lost to the rain washing away all traces of what had been or what could have been. Tears fall silently and wait to be acknowledged.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364657/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364655/ How Violet was introduced to eternity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364647/ Vampire story pretty basic blood sex revenge. Good stuff. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chelliebell/364646/