http://slow.writerscafe.org/luckyduck The original writings of author Tacie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776053002 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15               Through the window is…A class full of laughter, and screaming entertainment.            That is until you start to dream, start to daydream  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/407251/  Tendu 4th deviant, and close first.  Raise leg with Fondu.  Pointe Tendu.  Close First.  Repeat.Zayaa Wilford did exactly as her ballet tapes said, but still wasn’t focused as she usually was.  The calming music playing in the background, or the cold air of the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/401920/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/401919/ My friend wrote this... she's too shy though to post or let anyone read it! I just thought this needed to get out! It's amazing! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/397155/ Crunch, crunch.  Luke had heard it every night since he was twelve.  It would crunch, then pause, and then crunch once more.  Even when he had moved to Utah of all places, the crunching was still perfectly audible.  Utah is safe, they all said, Utah is perfectly safe. &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/392708/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/392691/  I think he loves me                 I think he does I wouldn't know because           I can't understand the way He looks at me  or  possibly  the way he touches me The way he s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/388150/  Each person sitting in the room slowly twisted their heads, turning their focus towards her as she ran to the door, panting with a rush of adrenaline.  She became more aware of her surroundings with each step, but yet focused more and more on the handle of the door placed much too far awa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/388075/ "Stranger things have happened, and will happen to you. That is why I must leave." The last thing Allison heard her father say before he left would be the source of her problems for years to come. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/387932/ The hour was late, the night dark. He had nowhere to go, no place to sleep, and he longed to see his beloved children... one last time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckyduck/386451/