http://slow.writerscafe.org/~Dark%20Angel~ The original writings of author Dark Angel en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011715 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Running for what she feels is her life, Sam will have to face her old life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~Dark-Angel~/1373942/ A little girl of 6 years old twice encounters these mythical creatures in the swampy lands of Mississippi. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~Dark-Angel~/1230048/ You asked for a second chapter and here it is lol. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~Dark-Angel~/1125611/ Gripping and graspingHolding too tightlyAlmost gaspingNone to lightly.Moaning and mumblingTrying to stand stillTo the point of tremblingFrom an unknown chill.This tunnel, this doorOf ominous blackMoves the floorThere's no going back.I hold my breathAnd close my eyes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~Dark-Angel~/1110697/ Revenge is an amazing stimulator. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~Dark-Angel~/902883/ If you hang out with s**t, you'll smell like s**t. ~My mother, Shayla Brown~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~Dark-Angel~/902882/ Dying insideDecaying awayFeeling the painEach and every day Wish it would stopWish it would endWish we had neverEver become friends Sorry it endedSlipped awayNever knew how much I'd miss youEach and every day. Afraid of tomorrowOf what it will bringTo see the sunlightIs just more suff.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~Dark-Angel~/845909/ When would the dark cloud disappear? 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