http://slow.writerscafe.org/s_shall The original writings of author SabrinaShall en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010922 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My head is a mess It feels like a hurricane. My heart is shattered, like a broken mirror on the floor. My eyes a different shade, like the angry sea. Butterflies no longer linger here. It feels more of bees, stinging my heart. The stem of a rose, with no petals left. Beauty is gone from this place. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s_shall/601225/ Rough draft, really thinking about making this a book... but no good name comes to mind! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s_shall/469656/ Not sure if this is turning into a book or just a long short story, but this is where it's leading me! lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s_shall/467063/ Rough draft, I think it has potential to be more than just this story. Feed back would be welcome! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s_shall/466902/ Poem about being a mother http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s_shall/454650/ Chapter ThreeThere was something about her that just called to him. Maybe this was what his gut feeling was about? Really Aaron, your gut feeling was about a hot women coming to town? Right. He shook his head and laughed out loud before he noticed. He looked up at her, her strange eyes were starin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s_shall/452973/ Chapter TwoElise was dead on her feet when she got to Oklahoma, but she had to keep going. It was just before noon, she hadn’t slept in over twenty-four hours. She pulled into the first used car lot she found… She wasn’t even sure what town she was in, but it was close to the hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s_shall/452972/ Chapter OneShe knew she had to leave, knew it was the right thing to do, so why did she have the feeling of despair in the pit of her stomach? Elise finished packing her bags, looked around the room she had spent ten years in. Then she heard him stir in bed…. She grabbed her bag and darte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s_shall/452971/ A work in progress http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/s_shall/452967/