http://slow.writerscafe.org/Scoobsgirl94 The original writings of author Tanya Lynn Bendily en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776166220 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The next day, Aunt Lily brought me to the school so that I could change clothes. I walked up to my room and my phone buzzed. I checked it. It was a text from Devitri saying that his plane had just landed. It was about thirty minutes passed one, and he said he would be here soon. That gave me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scoobsgirl94/1159172/ I walked down to the dining hall with Dawn. We sat down with our friends. Eric was on his laptop, and Wyatt was drawing in his sketchbook. I sat down next to Austin who had bought our food already. Dawn bought her food and then plopped down next to Eric. I looked over at what Wyatt was drawi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scoobsgirl94/1159171/ Sunday had been a pretty boring day, and I couldn’t have been happier when Monday rolled around. 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