http://slow.writerscafe.org/yael5012_y The original writings of author yael5012_y en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1779023832 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Edward, Randal and Leo are in hell. Why? Nobody knows... except the hell guy, them, the truck drivers, that neighbor next door, the old lady who was crossing the street, the bug who was hiding, that dog over there, and all people who watch Friends. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yael5012_y/428360/ What I think is wrong with society.That's easy.Nobody is open for other opinions. Nobody is willing to accept other opinions.This is one of the worst things that are happening in the world. It starts from the small things; some people say that writing and reading is geeky. I, as a person who r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yael5012_y/428346/ The world has gone into an ending. Tooliloo's iPhone has been stolen. And the balance of the earth has been ruined, a war will burst, blah blah blah... So Tooliloo has assigned his son to find the iPhone. Will he find it? Was he ever good at Where's Waldo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yael5012_y/428102/ I sniffed the white fake flower again, even though the pleasant smell of lilies and roses had gone from it long ago.A fake flower. Some people say a romantic gift is a red rose, but I've always found that saying cliche and too common, almost obvious. As if on any date you go to, your date will giv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yael5012_y/427991/ A poem about a person named Andrew. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yael5012_y/427987/