http://slow.writerscafe.org/HannahBechtel The original writings of author Marchosias D'Azreal en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776102856 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Diane turned her head away from Jack's adventurous mouth. "No, Jack! Leave me alone!!" She yelled, struggling in his arms. "But you know you want it. You want it bad." He whispered in her ear; even from there she could smell the gin on his breath. He was trying to get her to do drugs with him, but D.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/543296/ -July 13, 1884Today, John and I were on the train to Topeka, Kansas. Our journey across the country is halfway done. In a way, I almost wish we were back at the beginning, starting over. That way we would be able to relive all of those fun times we have had, and, in my case, rectify my mistakes. But.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/543288/ K, so basically, this is just a series of random stories which I've written over the past couple of years. Hope ya like. ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/543283/ A friend isn't just a friend,If they stay 'till the end;Consider them family.If through thick and thin they'll stay,And they don't care what others say;Consider them family.But if a friend leaves,And you're no longer thick as thieves;Consider them worse than an enemy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/543280/ Me and my friends. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/543277/ Thank you.Thank you for leaving in time of need.Thank you for humiliating me.Thank you for denying me.Thank you for making me what I am.Thank you for destroying my faith. Thank you for taking my hope.Thank you for shunning my love.Thank you for encouraging my despair.So, yes, you left me.Yes, y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/508114/ -Fallen Angels, mainly lower ones, are assigned numbers, instead of names. Estimation of the population has become impossible, simply because there are too many. Professionals are saying about 500,000 Demons now live in Hell. Those that joined the cause early on are higher in the ranks and comm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/493315/ -Humans are considered the weakest form of life. Many are barely strong enough to lift themselves. However, they play an important role in the Earth's ecosystem. They provide blood for vampires, meat for werewolves, mates for veela, incubi, and succubi, but most importantly, they provide a source of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/493300/ -A Fallen Angel, otherwise known as a Demon, is an Angel that has been cast out of Heaven. To be cast out of Heaven, an Angel must do one of two things. One, betray someone. Two, purposely kill someone. Of course, if you kill someone, it is agreed that it is a from of betrayal.Perhaps the most famou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/493296/ War. It affects everyone. Even those who don't want to be involved. Especially those who don't want to be involved. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/493294/ A girl finds her true love, only to be ripped apart at the most inopportune moment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/480853/ I sighed, feeling rather cooped up in my little padded room. Apparently, it was for my own good! Oh, yay! God. These people know nothing about me. Well, what do you expect? They are volunteers. And here comes Lucifer. "Hi Luc. How are you this so very fine day?" As usual, my words, and whole fiber o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/478602/ What would you do if you heard voices? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/478599/ Do you ever wonder? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/467232/ I watch too many movies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/465072/ In the moment,I leave tears,You never undersood what I meant,Sometimes I feel like no one cares. In the moment,Where I go doesn't matter,Always in an uphill ascent,Although I don't prefer the latter. In the moment,You will die,Slowly with consent,Leaving behind a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/464092/ Peering into the darkness,Past the gates of Hell, I stand straight up to see,While the light shines behind me. An angel with wings black as night,Takes me through the darkest corridor,Past the guard dog Cerberus,Stopping at the river Styx. He leaves me be,As I wonder .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/461277/ Black widows always weave,A web so beautiful, but the leaves,Always wreck and cleave. Her venom, is in a word, poison,Too bleakful, but the sun,Shining down, sheds some light when she's done. Never has the world seen,A plague so great, so obscene,Playing out the tragic .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/460280/ Wordly possesions I'll never need,Go forth and plant this seed.Not of trees, but of my pain,Take it before I go insane. Wordly possesions I'd rather not take,This all seems so fake.I cry myself to sleep each night,Always searching for the light. Wordly possesions are pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/460279/ A truce happens between races. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/459933/ Those in Shadow and those in Light,Come together but do not fight,We'll need help to stay sane. A new war has arisen,To stop it we shall imprision,The misery and pain. When you look back,Try not to remember those you would smack,And those you would rather not gain.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/459929/ Someone is asking for help. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HannahBechtel/458031/