http://slow.writerscafe.org/asingletearfllen The original writings of author aSingleTearFallen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776048259 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The floor creaks as I slowly walkto the bathroom. The hair stand up on my arms as the door squeals as I open it.“Shhh,” I whisper to myself, I don’t want to wake anyone else in the house. Imake it inside the bathroom and crack the door. I turn the knob to start thewater to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/asingletearfllen/1260127/ It eats away at me, tearing away at my insides. Guilt. Regret. My mind races back to all my mistakes, what I could have done, what I did and where I am now. Why...why after so many years do I still feel this? Love? Maybe so. So many years passed, and still that fire burns in the back of my brain. I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/asingletearfllen/1256045/