http://slow.writerscafe.org/whoistoknow The original writings of author Amanda Eckhoff en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776042576 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 *2 weeks later*I stepped out of the shower andtoweled off quickly. I threw the towel down and brushed my teeth. I combed myhair, washed my face and threw on my clothes all as quickly as possible. Iwalked out into my room and around my bed to crouch down in front of MiKey.He was sti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whoistoknow/1191117/ After having finished two wholecigarettes, we put the rest of MiKey's things away. It felt so amazing to havehim back for good and to know that our lives were starting. We lay on the bedfor a little while; it had only been a half an hour since we left my dad toorder the pizza. MiKey laid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whoistoknow/1190712/  His feet touched the ground. I feltweightless. I felt like his legs leaving my waist might just mean me floatingaway. Was I grounded? Where my feet indeed still on the ground? I didn't feelas if that was true. His hands slid from my hair to my shoulders and down overmy ribs t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whoistoknow/1190407/ Mandy and James had taken me tothis party. We had first drunk just a little before we went. I was onlyplanning on drinking a little with them at James' house. But after I had takena few shots, James got call inviting him to a party. I didn't think it would bea big deal. Hell, maybe I would h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whoistoknow/1190094/  The second month passedmethodically, and then the third followed. When the fourth rolled around, Irealized I spent a whole lot of time worrying myself to death about him. Wedidn't talk as much and when we did, it was just simple how was your day andwhat are you doing? That qu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whoistoknow/1188955/  The first month away from MiKey wasby far the hardest of them all. I did nothing but mope and a lot of tears wereshed. It was mostly at night when I was in my bed, by myself and thinking aboutwhat had happened. I thought about how, I could have prevented him frombeing….. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whoistoknow/1184412/  "Dad?" My voice broke asyet again the tears clouded my vision. He watched as I crumbled to the floor."Angel? God, please don't.Please don't do this here. He needs you right now, get up." To me, mybreathing had stopped and the whole world had stopped with it. To me…the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whoistoknow/1184227/             The sun was burning against myeyelids. My head was pounding. As I slowly opened my eyes and noticed thecurtains were open. I groaned as I sat up. My hands were immediately to mytemples. I glanced around and saw that MiKey was s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whoistoknow/1183082/ The next morning I woke up withhazy feelings in my head. I felt different. Something didn't feel right. 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