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			<title>American Scholar</title>
			<description>I had to do this project for class</description>
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			<title>Aro's lies</title>
			<description>&quot;Aro!&quot; I screamed running into the room.By the looks of things Ed just had his a*s handed to him.&quot;Carmella.&quot; Alice breathed only a foot from Aro.&quot;Carmella!&quot; Bella screamed, tears streaming down her face she was being held, &quot;Carmella stop them please, please! I know you work under Aro and -&quot;&quot;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>I could still feel his hands. Trailing down my waist to my hips, it made me shiver. Why did he have to feel so good? I fell onto my bed, Carmella was right. I was lucky.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/534425/</link>
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			<title>A Misty Past</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I found my self with wet tennis shoes in Italy.&amp;nbsp;Damn didn't I just get these?!&amp;nbsp;&quot;Ah, so you did come back.&quot; I heard Aro's smooth voice from the dark coner of a buliding.&amp;nbsp;I turned to face him and he was with Jane in the shadows smiling.&quot;Yeah, I'm here to take you up on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/507556/</link>
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			<title>Questions</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;I'm just watching over Bella from afar. I don't want her to get hurt.&amp;quot; Edward said dusting himself off.I couldn't take that crap, so I punched him in the face.&amp;quot;What the hell-?!&amp;quot;&amp;quot;Look you S.O.B listen here, Bella is beyond hurt. You can't just pick up and leave or let ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/444201/</link>
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			<title>Day 6</title>
			<description>Alora and Aden arrived late. Muisc was playing and people were dancing and laughing. The two held hands for a moment and then broke apart to step inside.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Yo twins!&amp;quot; Curt yelled from arcoss the room.&amp;nbsp;The room stopped moving as it normally did when the two came into any se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/433089/</link>
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			<title>Offers</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I laid there with sunglasses staring at the sun. I was warm here, nothing like laying on roof tops in Forks.&amp;nbsp;Italy was really boring. It smelt of flowers, pizzas, and old bulidings. I sighed, it was pretty damn useless to be here, I hate feeding on humans; leaves a horrible after tast..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/427863/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Gala called my name for lunch but I didn't get up. I listened to Mr. James from my bed, I could hear the slightly muted sound of Beethoven's Cello Sonata. I liked the song because mom liked to play in while she helped me with my homework and she would laugh when she'd get answers wrong.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/422835/</link>
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			<title>The leaving.</title>
			<description>I sat in my room for awhile after the party. Emma tried to calm Jasper. Edward was driving Bella home. I couldn't pick up readings on Esme and Carlisle, but Emmett was on his way up the stairs to my room.But by the time he reached in I was outside awaiting Edward's return. He was driving home at h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/422040/</link>
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			<title>Day 5</title>
			<description>Aden's head hung low as he walked out of his first class to his second. He ran into Alora who'd been beating herself up over what happened. She nearly knocked her brother over and sent his books all over the floor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Aden?! You ok?&amp;quot; Alora said helping her brother gather his books...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/410460/</link>
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			<title>Happy Birthday</title>
			<description>It was awhile before the human we all knew and liked was back on her feet. Edward took her to the prom; no one else felt like going. I myself have been to more than enough and Emmett and I were to busy watching a funny movie in our room. The days pasted quickly as most do. Then before I cared to not..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/408162/</link>
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			<title>This sucks.</title>
			<description>This sucks. Trying to lure a tracker away from his prey with a fake trail is hard. Just about as hard as getting a grizzly bear away from some one; very, very hard, you can do it but even it does work as soon as your chewed up it goes to the other person. We ran for along time getting Bella&amp;rsquo;s ..</description>
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			<title>And so it begins</title>
			<description>I tossed my hat to Ed and we all gathered around Bella. While we tried to make it seem she was one of us. Three vampires gave from the mist; a woman and two males.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;We found your ball.&amp;quot; the one male said who seemed like the leader but there was something off...&amp;quot;Why thank yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/404402/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Carmella beat me by a few seconds and the man and Gala were helping him take his jacket and things. I couldn't see his face Gala kept suffing hats and gloves; all his things at me and told me to put them in a closet. The smell of the things was wonderfull, like a sweet darkness. I put them away as b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/403136/</link>
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			<title>Baseball</title>
			<description>She had to know, its my bad luck that brought this upon us. Details to long and boring to go into Edward, being the sweetheart a*****e he is though it'd be 'good' for a family meeting. Joy.&amp;quot;I think it's a good idea Edward have Bella come to vist.&amp;quot; Esme said drawing again.&amp;quot;Yes Edwa..</description>
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			<title>And stuff...</title>
			<description>I quickly jumpped down from Emmett's arms and gave Ed a good swing blow to the face.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Shut up Ed.&amp;quot; I said walking past Emma and Jasper who were snickering until I gave a death glare and walked inside.Esme caught my shoulder.&amp;quot;I'm proud of you dear.&amp;quot; she said.&amp;quot;F..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/401541/</link>
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			<title>Day 4</title>
			<description>Alora ran home in tears. She really didn't know why, there was just this huge knot in her chest. She couldn't see very well but she knew how to get home. At last she got to her street, she hid herself behind a large row of bushes that she had found when she was seven and knew it was a good hiding pl..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Morning broke thought the ice and snow and shined in my windows. I rolled over on my side and dug deeper in the covers. The door creaked open but I chose not to see who it was. Then as sleep started to wrap around me again someones were jumpping on my bed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Get up sissy! Get up!&amp;quot; ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;Daddy daddy!&amp;quot; two small kids called as soon as the man left the car.&amp;quot;Robert! Roberta!&amp;quot; he said picking up the two.&amp;nbsp;I helped myself and got my bags out of the car to avoid the gussy family moment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Is this her?&amp;quot; some one asked.&amp;quot;Yep thats my Ad..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/398485/</link>
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			<title>Love'n junk</title>
			<description>I sat for a long time just thinking I guess. I watched dust float for a while. Then Emma came in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Carmella.&amp;quot; Emma addressed sitting on the bed.&amp;quot;Emma.&amp;quot; I addressed back looking at to dust clouds forming in one another.Jasper followed behind Emma&amp;nbsp; but stood.&amp;qu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/396628/</link>
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			<title>Whats his deal?</title>
			<description>It's been days but I think my brain's ok now. Emmett's joking, Emma rolles her eyes and Jasper, um well nevermind. Edward holds real gaze wih this Bella girl. So what the hell, I has a plan!&amp;nbsp;~~~~~After school~~~~~~&amp;nbsp;Bella was walking to that beat&amp;nbsp;crap she drives. So I stopped h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/384395/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Ever had a time that you were happy and you felt like nothing could hurt you? I felt like that when I was 7 years old, but then events started happening that was like a push off of a cliff.&amp;nbsp;It was a Saturday. I'd just goten up around 9. I ran downstairs to watch cartoons with dad. When I go..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/383010/</link>
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			<title>The shine of moonlight</title>
			<description>Ok I read this book 'Look for me by Moonlight' by Mary Downing Hahn and I was hit by a good idea for a plot line! So if ya get the chance you should read my story and 'Look for me by Moonlight'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/382881/</link>
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			<title>Day 3</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;Well? Are...you...gay?&amp;quot; Darla was getting pissed.Aden didn't know what to say. He couldn't. Even if his sister was a lesbian, how? Alora said all the guys here were a*****e mofos. Which is true, they are. And Aden? Yes he liked Allen but, oh how confussed he was!&amp;quot;I'm ok!&amp;quot; Al..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/382224/</link>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>I didn't mean to, but shes gone... a-and it's my fault</description>
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			<title>Breaking point</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;You what.&amp;quot; Rosalie hissed.&amp;nbsp;Emmett's grip got tighter and he held me close to his chest. I felt the air in his chest as he held me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Emmett, what did you say to her.&amp;quot; Rosalie said stepping closer to us.&amp;quot;I said I love her.&amp;quot; Emmett said.&amp;quot;More th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/380771/</link>
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			<title>Backstabed</title>
			<description>I felt a crushing feeling in my chest. I got up from the lunch table really slow. The others looked confused but Jasper looked scared to the bone. I left and I saw Edward's head turn and he tried to look in my head.I left and went to the nurse. I faked sick and Carlisle picked me up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/379835/</link>
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			<title>Day 2</title>
			<description>While Alora was blooming Aden was about to.&amp;nbsp;Aden was sitting in class. Next to Curtis and talking abou the new Green Day CD during free period. And a boy walks in with short blonde hair and icey blue eyes. He wears a clean polo shirt and pants.Aden fealted his cheeks burn.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/379650/</link>
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			<title>Mates</title>
			<description>Ugh do we really- uh hey Edward!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/379217/</link>
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			<title>Gifts</title>
			<description>W-Whats that mean?!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/378927/</link>
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			<title>Memories</title>
			<description>Memories of pain rushed in. The dark burning, my first kill, his first kill. Our old familys.&amp;nbsp;EdwardCarmella's memories rushed in. Sisters, brothers a mother and father. Two older brothers and three sisters. A birthday, a birth. A dog, three cats and a fish. Back room, down town New York,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/377337/</link>
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			<title>Forks</title>
			<description>Its been six years. Or just about. I got a purple heart and a sliver star for my army time. All that time my family hasn't been forgoten.&amp;nbsp;Carmella,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Your going to find everything different. We have three new members to our little family. Emma and Jasper. Rosalie picked he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/377156/</link>
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			<title>Day 1</title>
			<description>Alora and Aden Smith</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/377104/</link>
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			<title>Late Flowers</title>
			<description>Alora and Aden Smith are about to lear the leson of love. Only their lesson comes with a twist.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/376640/</link>
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			<title>Yeah, that figures</title>
			<description>Every girl possible were huddled around Rosalie and her rock.&amp;quot;Oh Carmella you haven't seen!&amp;quot; Rosalie said skipping over to me.Edward put his hand on my shoulder knowing my thoughts and how I wanted to rip her hand off.&amp;quot;Looky Carmy!&amp;quot; She said wiggling her finger.Edward's g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/376622/</link>
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			<title>School</title>
			<description>Well its not that we hated school, hell Edward and I have already gone so far past high school we should be teaching it. We just hated those who were there. That being Miss Perfect; name being Rosalie Hale. Ugh I hated her she was such a bubble head.Worse of all she just HAD to be my lab parter. S..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/376009/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Cullen?</title>
			<description>I stared and waited for my answer. The man looked at the boy, me then the boy again.&amp;quot;My name is Carlisle Cullen. This is Edward.&amp;quot; the man said still holding Edward's shirt.I said nothing I was to busy looking at his eyes, gold color, not like mine or 'Edward's'.&amp;quot;What is your nam..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/373916/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Wake up</title>
			<description>It's hot, and&amp;nbsp;I feel so much pain and its dark. I try to fight it off but my eyes won't open. I let out another scream as the fire inside me burns hotter. Other than my own pain and screaming I hear nothing. It feels like years before the burn fade but stilling locked in my throat.I open my e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/373499/</link>
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			<title>Life reborn</title>
			<description>Carmella DeJesus' life before and after...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CarmellaCullen/373462/</link>
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