<?xml version="1.0" encoding="ISO-8859-1"?>
<rss version="2.0">
	<channel>
		<title>Rachel  | WritersCafe.org</title>
		<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/RachelBall</link>
		<description>The original writings of author Rachel </description>
		<language>en-us</language>
		<copyright>Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org</copyright>
		<lastBuildDate>1776123288</lastBuildDate>
		<generator>WritersCafe.org RSS Generator</generator>
		<ttl>15</ttl>
		<item>
			<title>Sister</title>
			<description>SisterWe never got along We always had to fightBut little did I know I would treasure these times One day something changed I don&amp;rsquo;t know what happened She stated to do things I never thought she would She left just now She walked out the door The last words we exchanged were&amp;ldquo;I Love You&amp;r..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RachelBall/1167820/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>The Unknown</title>
			<description>A small horror story. Enjoy </description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RachelBall/1165189/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Breezing Rain</title>
			<description>As the rain fell and the storm raged on outside my window, a small breeze&amp;nbsp;carried&amp;nbsp;the sent of rain into my room. I love the smell of rain. My mind began to drift as I start to fall asleep to the sound of the rain. &amp;nbsp;I woke up with a jolt when I heard my window shut. The wind must have ..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RachelBall/1155232/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Struggle</title>
			<description>This Poem is about my struggle with depression and my feelings when I was at my worst during my journey to overcome my depression</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RachelBall/1151017/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>My Diary</title>
			<description>I pour out my heart in this BookI think to myself, with my wandering mind &amp;nbsp;What will happen from this moment onMy future is uncertain&amp;nbsp;I know not what will happen nextNothing is set in stone&amp;nbsp;If This was found 100 years from now,What would people think of me?Would I be tossed aside like..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RachelBall/1150869/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>The Corridor </title>
			<description>As I walk through the halls of the warped manorThe hairs on my neck begin to rise&amp;nbsp;Lost in darkness, its all I can seeThe only light is the distant flash of lighting&amp;nbsp;Peeking through the windowsIlluminating the tattered shadesCrooked frames&amp;nbsp;hang on the wallsThe fallowing eyes of the por..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RachelBall/1150841/</link>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>