http://slow.writerscafe.org/martymemo The original writings of author Janette Jets en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011637 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 He's a beautiful newborn, but I'm biased as his mother.He cries, poops, and looks at me with his big eyes.Who am I? Who are these people? What could you be thinking, Scott?He's a beautiful baby, but I'm biased as his mother.He cries, poops, and laughs with his little mouth.Where's my food? When will.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/martymemo/1211978/ From fourth grade to eleventh grade, these were my reactions to finding out that a guy liked me. The transition to confidence within myself. Initials represent the boys who had liked me at the time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/martymemo/1211976/ The earliest I can recall being hurt by my mother was in 7th or 8th gradeI didn't take care of my responsibilities therefore something had to be paidFifteen minutes before she left for workMy eyes were glued to the computer as if I was some desk clerkShe left and I phoned my close friend at the time.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/martymemo/1211486/ I used to be smartbut then I got so over-confident and became a pompous fool.In the end, I destroyed myself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/martymemo/1211477/ Don't let your age get in the way of anything"Wow, 16 and already going to college? You must be so smart!""37 and barely going to college...?"That 16 year old might end up becoming a stripper when they grow up. (Harsh, I know...)That 37 year old might become something greater.But who will ever know?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/martymemo/1211475/ You have the kind of hair that my fingers can get caught up inYou have the height that gives me difficulties to easily kiss you You have the capability of drawing a gorgeous canvas (although it becomes a con knowing you've drawn other girls)You have surprising morals, that give me a smile to kn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/martymemo/1211470/ You ran away with my iPodright after you finished insulting me."Can you guys grab my books, please? I'm just going to get my iPod and I'll return right back."Ten minutes passed and you continuedOn a normal day, I'd have no issue hanging out with youbut that day, I had something to give him"Just go t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/martymemo/1211457/ Youth has its extremes. An early start gives you the knowledge on sensitive subjects. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/martymemo/1211447/