http://slow.writerscafe.org/mandamarie The original writings of author Manda.Ree en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776051843 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15      I watched them drive away...without me. I was alone. I had always been alone. For some odd reason I checked my phone for messages. There were none, of course. I had no friends. Who would ever want to be friends with Margaret Taylor, the girl with no parents. I looked over in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/1211596/      Margaret Taylor, better known as Maggie, has lived with her grandparents in Wisconsin for as long as she can remember. Her parents perished in a fire when she was only five, and life with her retired grandparents is all she's ever really been accustomed to.   &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/1211391/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/1211371/         I suppose I should mention how something as strange as underwater-basket-weaving became a sport. It all start in seventh grade when I got detention Green was the detention supervisor at the time so I wasn't really worried. He'd make jokes and you could slee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/1112283/         I emerge from the water gasping for air, and take a deep breath and dive back down. The stopwatch in my coach's hand reads, "8:12:07". Missy's record before me is 19:03:09. Jason, Sammy, Missy, Layne, and Marco are watching from the bleachers as our coach p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/1056984/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/1052781/ I seem so uninterested,but yet so do you.We were never alone,so what did you expect.I didn't mind hanging out,and neither did you.It never happened then,and I doubt it ever will.We made each other promises.Mine I intend to keep.You make me so frustrated,but I still can't stay away.Time keeps passing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/1020757/ Please Don't Forget What we shared together last year Please Don't Forget The feelings we had for one another Please Don't Forget All the memories we made Please Don't Forget About you and me      http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/809918/ NOT MY POEM, FOUND IT ONLINE AND I JUST LOVE IT!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/798230/ A Follow up Poem for "Forgive Me Not".. My feelings now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/768568/ I know it's so hard to say,but I've always felt this way.It's just so hard to say it,straight up to your face.I may not have known it then,but things were just about to begin.Why do we hide it?Why must we fight it?While everyone else,is just themselves. I just want us to be free.Why don't you just b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/757579/  Looking deep into his eyes,I think about all the lies.The rumors that were told,and the heart that was broke. I know somewhere inside,that he's a good guy.Perhaps really sweet,but I'm just dreaming. You said you loved me,and asked if I loved you too.I lied to yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/749383/ I'm waiting out,in the cold freezing rain.Just to hear someone,say my name.I'll wait all night,until the time is right.I'll wait all day,for you to say,I love you.I need someone,to love me,just like you do.Because I love, You. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/693660/ I didn't know what Genre, so it's children, just because These can be some one the many things children face. When they're 11 or 12. or even a little older. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/596335/ Can you feel the breeze?Rushing through the trees.Can you see the light?That's shinning bright. The warmth of the sun,Let's kids have fun.But when the clouds come out,You will hear the shouts. And the lightning would flash.Then the thunder would sound.And the rain w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/596178/ What can I say,When you get in my way.What can I do, When I think of you. Where can I go,Why can't I know.Where should I hide,Why can't I decide. Should I chose,Before I lose.Should I say Good-Bye,Before I die. How do you sleep, Without counting sheep... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/596104/ I originally thought of it as a song, which is weird because BIO OF SONG (KINDA): It's called truth and lies ,but it's mainly about lies. With some truth to the end. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mandamarie/592390/