http://slow.writerscafe.org/livi97 The original writings of author allonsy_doctor en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776004979 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 To all those who have read Delusions and wish to read more:I am officially transfering this story to a friend of mine on this website called Telephone Boxes. She writes a bit like me, so I'm transfering this story to her. She will continue it. Thank you for reading!-allonsy_doctor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/668737/ The continuation of the story if Ceira had said "no". From the ending of 'Decisions'. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/626253/ 'Not entirely awake' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/626241/ British born Casey Smith pulled her rolling backpack into the large, empty house. She assessed that the house was a deal much larger than her last house back in England. She was originally from Bradford, England, but her father had gotten a job in America and they had to move there. And to New York .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/625122/ British born Casey Smith has a lot to deal with. She moves to America, and New York City, of all places. Her new best friend that takes her to the sexiest, wildiest clubs in NYC. What next? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/625059/ Sorry it took so long! "For better, or for worse, I was going, and that was it." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/540764/ Looking into the darkness, peer into the light. Watch your back, but never look in front of you. What's in front is what will change your sanity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/485953/ (Told from Olivia's (MY) perspective) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/484937/ (Told in Olivia'S (MY) prespective) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/480022/ Heroes mixed with my real life. It has the real names of my friends but not their last names for protection! (if it does have a last name its not real! =]) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/479981/ Project. Misunderstanding. Comic Books. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/470886/ "Fall Out Boy" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/461551/ "Michael Jackson" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/461541/ "Linkin Park" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/461535/ "Evanescence" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/461528/ A group of one-shots of song meanings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/461496/ Everyone in the room was stunned, including myself. I couldn't believe I had just uttered those words from the pinkish of my lips. I gasped again, and Daminan ran towards me, blood crusting on his temple. "God, Ceira, wake up!" he screamed. "These guys are killers!"I remained.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/459160/ Ceira's decision http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/453900/ Her eyes stare widely at me, calculating me, determining if I'm telling the truth. She couldn't have forgotten me. Not her. Not Sarah. My voice fails me and I continue to stare as she does, my eyes damming the tears. Her mouth opens to speak, but she is as voiceless as I am, the stars changing her m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/448896/   The hot shower melted away her tears. Jackie’s chest was tight, and her eyes and throat burned. She cried even harder in the small, watery containment, her sobs not heard from outside the glass.Wiping the tears from her anxious eyes, she looked around the hospital.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/447855/ Before anyone could begin, a nurse burst in.“They’re not allowed to see anyone yet!” she cried, her red hair flying upward in the sudden excursion of muscles.“So?” Jackie asked innocently, pulling herself even closer to Bella.“So,” the infuriated nur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/447853/ Morgan seems to take control of every cute boy. Thank God she thinks Jake is indifferent. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/447817/ I could name a million places I'd rather be than here. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/447623/ The place looked hellish, and a lot like Alcatraz. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/447622/ The impressive summer of a seventeen year old girl dumped at a "Foster Home" as her mom gets a job as a War Nurse. My first actual try at realistic fiction!! =) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/447577/ What the... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/447065/ Back in School...Ceira!! New love...Ceira!!! What the h***? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/436370/ Hospital. Realization. Enterance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/435807/ Idea. Testing. Test Subject. Failure...or is it? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/435786/ Genetics. Not fully explained. Enhancement. All fake, but created through research. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/435765/ a cool, dark opening to part 2. May or may not be included in the finished novel. Tell me what you think! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/427153/ The second Part in the love circle book that's the first in a series. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/427147/ sad darkness...i dont know whats up with me and this dark crap!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/426457/ the girl was obliviousto the world around herthe rest of us humanswere just a diminishing blurshe was warm in her blanketsthe tv was blaringoutside the window many were staringher great angel wingsspread in the sheetssoon people began gathering all around the streetsher wings.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/425802/ Her heart was stolenher body was swolenthrough the tears and the painshe cried in the rainwhy would he leave herhis explanation was a blurher wishes for his loveshe prayed to the God up aboveto let him returnwith his car that's auburnand that light in his eyesthat showed her su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/425793/ a love poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/425784/ A sort of dark poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/425778/ In the dream, he was standing in front of me. When he smiled, his Vampyre teeth shone heartily in the darkness. Shame bubbled inside me; how I could take him away from the world. Stealing him. Loving him. The only Vampyre that could be so caring and wonderful was only released to the world as a Vamp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/425565/ A mystery visior visits young patient http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/424437/ For the first time, my foresent white hospital room was quiet. No one was in it, laughing or calming. The only people who came to visit were Mr. Dogse, Lawrence, Fransis, Shauna, and Edward. I could tell them about what happened that night. I left out the part about my first kiss and Ian. Ian. Ian. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/424287/ Human: Ceira The roar in my ears was even louder than the frantic dance of my heart. Josh had come to save me? Was he nuts? I thought he threw darts at my picture, and wanted to eat me. Another came to back him up. He was about eighteen or nineteen, with dark hair and floresent bloodred e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/424284/ feud between human and vampyreXvampyre http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/424129/ Vampyre: Josh Parahn  1 Hour Earlier Chains rattled nosily against the hard, stone walls of the hidden cave. They weren't loud or noisy enough, though, to block out the bloody screams of the person they enchained. The other humans that were tearing down the old cemetery had been presum.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/423364/ Human: Ceira "Ceira!" called Jamie, who had never spoken to me before in my entire life. "Please come help me with this box. It's too heavy!" the box fell a few inches. "Oof!""Coming!" I cried and took the box in my arms as well. We were leaving t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/422137/ JoshXSilver, CeiraXEdward!! =D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/422129/ "Biased performances!" coughed Mr. Negger, pointing to Edward's cousin Fransis and her partner Jane. They were performing their thoughts on the Revloutionary War; in fact playing it out. We had to pick a partner and reinact a part from the orginial scenes of the actual war. "But, si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/417772/ The longest chap. I've ever written! :D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/416417/ Jill and Mrs. Dyle's eyes were set on me. Theyn almost "cursed" me, watching me with fearful eyes.  What was wrong with me? I had no idea. My fingernails had suddenly grown death black and longer than two inches and sharp like a lion's claw, and my eyes had turned bloodred. Demoni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/411492/ I felt like melting into soft, disinigrated butter when Josh, Jill and I reached the Office. Jill never spoke to me. I could see she was just getting used to breathing again. My arms and hands were trembling, and I was still sobbing. I suspected Josh's shirt was saturated by now. The princi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/411473/ "What are Demons really? Some who wonder are the ones who cast the shadows of the future. They will lead us somewhere where we, ourselves, cannot go. Demons, some say, are nightmares caused by one's thoughts to become so enphazised that he becomes delirious and begins imagin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livi97/407308/