http://slow.writerscafe.org/GirlPower66 The original writings of author :DI laugh too much:D en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775973249 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  Annoying, one-dimensional, and stereotyped characters.Lame storylinesSenseless jokesStories that teach us nothing. Why half these shows are still on I have no idea.People's minds are getting poisoned. Real humor is getting lost.Too predictable. Whatever happened to all the good shows.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1193249/   Nineteen    "Hurry up, get out, I have to go!" I shouted. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1177780/   Eighteen    I was lying on my back, looking up at the living-room ceiling. It turns out that I didn't feel better at all. I was sprawled out on the couch underneath a quilted blanket that my aunt found. Chris was sitting across from me on the sofa. My aunt came out of the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1170872/  Seventeen    It turns out that my aunt was outside. She was tending to the flowers that she had planted below the porch. She hadn't gone to the famer's market yet so Chris and I came along.    It was pretty crowded for a Monday. Families and couples were everywher.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1170363/  Sixteen    I opened my eyes and looked directly into the sunlight. I put my hand up to my forehead as a shield. For some reason yesterday felt like a blur, mainly because I was trying to forget what I read, which wasn't going to happen. I stretched my arms and rolled over. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1170091/   I can feel my blood pressure risingI can feel my self-control downsizingMy muscles are feeling tenseAll of this conflict doesn't make any sense My palms are sweatingThis is definitely worth forgettingI just wish the noise would stopMy whole body feels like it's going to pop I h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1150651/   Fifteen    By Sunday afternoon we had everything packed and Heather drove us back.    "Just call me if you need anything," she said after we got our stuff out of the trunk.    "Will do," I said. "Thanks for driving us here."   "Oh, i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1119892/   Fourteen    I went downstairs to their family room. It was eleven-thirty at night and I was exhausted. I just wanted to go to sleep and forget that this whole day ever happened. Chris was lying in bed watching TV.    "Hey, I just came down here to say good n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1107144/     Thirteen    I felt so terrible that it was ridiculous. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she wanted to choke me, and before I even thought about her doing that she turned to look at me. Her eyes became fiery and crazed. She pointed her finger at me as .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1106150/   Twelve    Everything was set and ready to go: Heather told her parents our cover up story, Chris called Toby and told him to be ready around eight, and I had my outfit already chosen.    Heather's alarm went off the next morning. Once we were showered and dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1105797/   Eleven    I rolled over on my back in the sleeping bag and rubbed my eyes. I'm used to waking up in my own room, so I was a little confused at first, but then it registered in my mind. For one thing my room wasn't an ocean blue color. Heather was really decorative; she had.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1104259/    Ten    "I don't know about that," Chris said. We were lying in bed, in the dark. We weren't anywhere near tired, we just layed there and talked.    "What do you mean?"   He inhaled a big breath. "I don't think Heather's going to be happy abou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1102913/   Nine    We walked around the shopping outlet. I stopped at Fabric Central, just to look, I didn't buy anything. I found a store that had nice clothes and I went in there to browse around. The whole time I looked at clothes Chris didn't say a word.    Wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1101721/  Eight    I called my aunt as we were coming back. We didn't go to the farmer's market, we got lunch at a McDonald's and drove back to Lancaster, dropping Emily off at her grandparent's house.    "Oh, man, what a long day," Chris said as we walked up the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1100492/   Seven    The next morning, Thursday, when I opened my eyes and looked around I didn't even know where I was. It dawned on me, and the moment it did I pulled back the covers. It was five minutes after eight-thirty. I was glad that I didn't sleep too long. I got out of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1099119/ Read version 3. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1098292/   Five    The outing went really well. I purchased the fabric I wanted, and while I was there I borrowed scissors from the lady behind the counter, and I cut the amount that I needed so I wouldn't have to do that when I got back to my uncle and aunt's house.  &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1093078/   Four    I felt delirious when I got up the next morning. The sun was shining brightly in my face. I opened my eyes and shielded them. I rolled over, then stretched. Chris was sound asleep. I pulled back the covers and got out of bed, then I made my way to the bathroom. Whe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1092552/   Three    I gathered all of the clothes that I could and squeezed them into my suitcase. I took my cell phone too. I was preparing myself for boredom as much as I could.     "You almost done?" Chris appeared in my doorway   "Yeah, I'm finished. You .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1075376/   Two Seven Months Later    There was no way I was going to spend my time at home this summer. I got this urge to go out and explore different places. I was just finishing up my chores. I took my hair out of its ponytail. I got a magazine and went into the kitchen. Mom .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1075323/   One Saturday, November 5    Music was playing in the background, food was neatly placed on the dining-room table. The sun was shining brightly outside. The day was absolutely perfect. After all of the waiting and anticipation it had finally came: our eighteenth birthd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1075304/ Description in Author's Note Box http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1075281/   Eighteen    Life couldn't be any better. Our summer was going really smoothly. It was somewhat dull, but it felt really nice to relax, especially after all that we've been through. Heather was the only person I've told about the alien abduction; I never told anyone else ab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1074808/   Seventeen    "First day of summer break," Chris said. The two of us were sitting on the porch, gazing at the open pastures of farmland. "So, what should we do?"    "I don't know, what do you want to do?"   "Hershey Park."   I laughed. "We.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1074731/   Sixteen    For once, I just wanted to get through a day that was drama-free. Heather and I still weren't on speaking terms. We would see each other in the hallways at school, but she would just ignore me so I would do the same. I was confident that she would come to her se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1074654/   Fifteen    Spring was sailing by and summer break was approaching. Chris and Heather were still dating. He didn't talk about her much. That was a relief to me, but I was also concerned. I really wanted to ask her if everything was all right, despite promising that I would .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1074561/    Fourteen    I stood in front of the mirror and vigourously brushed my teeth. Chris walked in and reached in front of me to get the floss off of the sink. He tore out a piece, stood next to me, and started flossing without saying a word. I could tell that he was mad. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1064573/   When you look at me, what is it that you see?Do you see a person, someone who has emotions and feelings?Or do you just see a body? You only see me as something to give you pleasureTo satisfy you wheneverYou're only concerned about making yourself feel better .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1043510/   There's an awkward silence hanging in the airThe silence is so hard to bearIt's not like you're trying to make it any betterWith all of the time that's passed, I could've written you a letter Are you trying to make me feel uncomfortable?Your intentions are really sub.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1026440/   I'm tired of the people who matter not noticing meI'm tired of them pretending that I don't existDespite how they feel, they're on my important people list I'm tired of being ignoredI'm tired of being left outMy faith in people is now filled with doubt I'm t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1022789/   Thirteen    Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Now it was the end of April; the chilliness was gone out of the air and the weather was getting much warmer. I didn't know who was keeping track of the time Chris and Heather had been dating; wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1019102/   Twelve    When the school day was almost over Heather was beaming.    "You'll never believe what Chris asked me."   I pretended not to know what she was talking about. "Oh, what was it?"   "He asked me out on a date! Isn't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1014878/   Eleven    We pulled into the parking lot of Bright and Early a few minutes after ten. When we walked inside Heather and Toby were sitting at a booth (not next to each other). When Heather saw us she got up and gave us both a hug.    "You don't kn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1014013/   Ten    Ever since I told my mom where Chris and I were going on Saturday morning she's been worried. When the day finally came she was hovering over us. We said good-bye to our dad at the kitchen table, but mom came outside with us.    "I'm not c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1012822/   Nine    A couple hours later after school my mind was still clouded by what happened between Heather and I. We did our homework, did our househould chores, and I took a nap, but the look on Heather's face was still fresh in my mind. I've never raised my voice to he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1012088/   Why are they staring at me?Why won't they go away and leave me be?What's that thing that just moved over there?Am I the only one they can see? Why do they always stare?Is something wrong with my hair?Do I look bad?Are my shoes a mis-matched pair? Why am .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1010657/   Something's wrong with that man, he's not rightHis show shouldn't come on in the afternoon, it should come on late at nightSomething's not right with that manHow come every time a female audience member is on stage with him, he holds their hand? Why does he always.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1010281/    I wish I could've done this differentlyI wish I didn't say thatI wish I could've chosen my words more wiselyI wish I could take it all back Why did I say what I did?For that one moment I didn't use my brainFor that split second I didn't thinkI usually sou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1010212/   What comes on television early in the afternoonWatching it makes you bored too soonThe characters are dysfunctional, self-absorbed, and richThey backstab each other, or use their car to run their business partner into a ditch Terrible actorsUnrealistic factorsStupi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1007762/   Eight    Instead of riding the bike home we walked with it on the road. I carried the plate of apple pie in my hands. Chris was grouching the whole time we walked. It was really starting to annoy me. He didn't even understand why I wanted to leave, he always t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1004717/    The past is the pastWhatever happens, whether it's bad or good, doesn't lastTime goes by fast. Don't spend your time focusing on what could've been doneThe regrets you'll have won't add up to noneThe past won't find you, so you don't have to run. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/1002985/   Seven    I put on a floral blouse and a pair of skinny jeans (not the same ones I wore last night, I have several pair). I met Chris at the front of the house after he had gotten his bike from the shed out back. He was sitting on the seat and ready to go. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/991703/   Six    Before going back to bed we took our extra clothes off, so now we were just in our pajamas again. When we went back inside to go to bed it was six-thirty. Now it was eleven and I was struggling to get out of bed. I thought I was going to throw up. I went int.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/986176/  Five    Next thing I knew I woke up in a room with steel walls. I was startled, I didn't even remember what happened last night. When I looked over to the other side I saw Chris. He was sleeping. I got up and ran over to him. I shook him frantically.    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/983691/   Four    The moment my parents left that Friday afternoon I made it clear that I wanted Chris to stay as far away from me as possible. I know what you're thinking: we're twins, we're supposed to love each other and be caring, and not fight. Yeah, I realize that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/983167/   Three    After finally coming home from school I dropped my backpack by the door and took off for the living-room. I grabbed one of my books off of the coffee table, ignoring Chris. I smoothed out my skirt and sat on the couch, while he sat in the armchair. &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/983068/ This is the setting of the book, Lancaster, Pennslyvania (or Dutch Country).                             &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/983061/   Two    I hate Mondays, I really do. I know pretty much everyone says that, but I have good reason. At five in the morning my alarm goes off. We actually commute to school, since we live out in the middle of nowhere. It always takes me a while to get out of bed, but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/982823/  One     What is the meaning of life? What is love?    I was reading through my Philosophy book, my notebook page was blank. I was relaxing out on the porch on a Saturday afternoon. I put my feet up on the rail and crossed my ankles. A li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/982784/ Description is in the Author's Note Box. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlPower66/982331/