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		<description>The original writings of author malmal412</description>
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			<title>Without him, im worthless</title>
			<description>I look down to see the rippling water wash over the jagged rocks,i close my eyes and silently cry.I am scared,god help me in my moment of need,I just want to be with the love of my life,That's all I ever wanted.Was loving him so wrong?Why did you take him away?Without him, I'm worthless...Im nothing..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/519550/</link>
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			<title>I have a bad feeling. . . .</title>
			<description>im sorta in a writer's block right now so this is like a one-shot type of thing it probably won't make sense but oh well, this is a horror story !! hope u like only rated M for swearing really </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/497111/</link>
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			<title>my son..</title>
			<description>beep...beep...beep...&amp;nbsp;the heart monitor beeps onward,while i sit here.waiting.watching.for him to wake.why.why did he get cancer?he is only 5 years old.He didn't deserve this toture.none of his therapies worked...why?I think to myself,god you can't have my child!..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/457996/</link>
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			<title>Pappa?</title>
			<description>Pappa?why?why did you leave me to burn.I tried to be brave for you, because,&amp;nbsp;you always said crying was weak.I'm sorry I failed you.But i was a child.I didn't deserved to be punished? did i?I&amp;nbsp;cry at night because of you.&amp;nbsp;of what you've done to me in the horros of t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/457523/</link>
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			<title>My love.</title>
			<description>Oh lord,what happened?why did this happen?I'm alone.Someone, anyone protect me from this.I&amp;nbsp;don't want to face it,as I sit here, on our-my bed,i think to myself,I'm sorry i wasn't there for you...I'm on the bed sobbing for you-for you to return to me-please my angel,save ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/419142/</link>
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			<title>All that I ask</title>
			<description>Please review </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/414021/</link>
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			<title>My escape</title>
			<description>The music continously flows from my headphones,I can't hear anything but the music,The music is slow, yet sad,It relaxes me,protects me,saves me,from my life.The music continues on,I continue to seek my refuge with my headphones,All I want is peace,peace with my music,to forget..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/413713/</link>
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			<title>My Precious Object</title>
			<description>this was just a school thing that we r doing for the end of the year, and I did my poem on my baby pillow! (5.21.09)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/413186/</link>
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			<title>Mystery of the Stamps</title>
			<description>A story I had just written for school!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/405902/</link>
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			<title>not enough</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I....Loved.....you.......But it must not have been enough,not enough for youyou leftmealonebut whats worseis you leftour childrenwithout a motherwe could have figured something outwhy did you leave them?they need youthey love younow i have to pick up the piece..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/399473/</link>
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			<title>the road ahead</title>
			<description>read to find out</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/399467/</link>
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			<title>the drama</title>
			<description>authors note:I'm trying to work on &amp;quot;painting the picture&amp;quot; as my Former LA teacher says. and i'm tryin 2 get better with tellin u the environment of the charactersAND NOW ITS ALL IN 3RD PERSON!!Christina is now in her room. The walls are dark blue and bare. she has a window with a sma..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/397481/</link>
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			<title>come back</title>
			<description>I look aroundI see people rushing byby it doesn't register in my mindthe only thing that doesis that SHE is goneShe left on the trainbut..I didn't have the strength to ask her to staynow she's goneand i'm here alonei wish that i hadgotten the courage to askher to stayi miss..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/397473/</link>
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			<title>the abuse . . . . </title>
			<description>chapter 2 of let me die alone</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396622/</link>
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			<title>The beginning</title>
			<description>authors note: sometimes i switch POV, but don't worry i'll tell you when&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Christina, or better known as Chris, was sitting in the back sit of the bus. She has black hair with lots of blond lowlights. She wears a black t-shirt that says 'bite me' and wearing black cargo pants with bla..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396273/</link>
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			<title>Just let me die alone. . . .</title>
			<description>there is a new girl. she has alot of secrets. can someone who loves her help her? before its too late?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396265/</link>
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			<title>the perfect moment</title>
			<description>read to find out...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396209/</link>
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			<title>Roller Coaster</title>
			<description>based of the life is a roller coaster quote</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396102/</link>
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			<title>Drip Drop</title>
			<description>dunno really.. what do u think</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396101/</link>
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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>this is newer, i wrote this after i lost my best friend on the first day of PSSAs...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396100/</link>
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			<title>my feelings. . </title>
			<description>another old one, this is the last old one lol </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396093/</link>
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			<title>my mask . . . </title>
			<description>another older poem...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396092/</link>
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			<title>words. . .</title>
			<description>this is a small, and older poem of mine.. i wrote it last year when i needed to sorta of try to get my feelings out...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badbrunette412/396091/</link>
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