TheGirlWithNoEyes | WritersCafe.org http://slow.writerscafe.org/GirlWithNoEyes The original writings of author TheGirlWithNoEyes en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776339540 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The Man Of My Dreams, The Day The Nightmares Began , http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1304390/ Under My Wing A good friend of mine always comes to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1303217/ The Man Of My Dreams, The Day The Nightmares Began Part 5 FINAL This is a true story. This tells of the most traumatic and conflicted time of my life; when I was at high school and fell in love with my teacher. It speaks of the one night that ruined me forever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1238838/ The Man Of My Dreams, The Day The Nightmares Began Part 4 This is a true story. This tells of the most traumatic and conflicted time of my life; when I was at high school and fell in love with my teacher. It speaks of the one night that ruined me forever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1238811/ The Man Of My Dreams, The Day The Nightmares Began Part 3 This is a true story. This tells of the most traumatic and conflicted time of my life; when I was at high school and fell in love with my teacher. It speaks of the one night that ruined me forever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1238806/ The Man Of My Dreams, The Day The Nightmares Began Part 2 This is a true story. This tells of the most traumatic and conflicted time of my life; when I was at high school and fell in love with my teacher. It speaks of the one night that ruined me forever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1238791/ The Man Of My Dreams, The Day The Nightmares Began Part 1 This is a true story. This tells of the most traumatic and conflicted time of my life; when I was at high school and fell in love with my teacher. It speaks of the one night that ruined me forever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1238785/ Dreaming Of My Nightmares This is a free-form poem that I wrote about seeing my son dreaming, and being glad that he is the one who doesn't have to live with nightmares of his daddy, who did very bad things to mommy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1238715/ A Monster In The Closet I think monsters under the bed and in the closet get too much negativity, so here's a little poem I put together about why you shouldn't be scared. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1227956/ The Ones Who Silence One little boy will find that lying is worse than it seems. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GirlWithNoEyes/1227642/