http://slow.writerscafe.org/Emily_C The original writings of author _Just_Me_ en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776078082 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 "Hello? Can anyone hear me?" I shout. I look around, all I see is nothing.Where I was.All I saw was an empty black void.I began to walk around."Is someone there? Can you hear me?"There's still nothing.There's no help."Where is everybody?" I kept yelling.Getting nothing out of that, I sit down.A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emily_C/1468044/ I walk down to the riptide.The waters of lavender and dark purple."Step in." The water calls out.In I go, step, by step."Swim." The water whispers to me as I go under.I'm enjoying the warm water, weird creatures swim beside me.I twirl under the water,almost feeling like a child again."Come deeper." .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emily_C/1468010/ My life was so dark,My work was so remembered it's almost like a burn mark.I had poems: 'The Raven", "The City in the Sea".Another another famous one was "Annabel Lee."Our lives have ended, but our stories remain.All in the minds of readers who know us by name.Yes I'm a girl.No that doesn't mean I'm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emily_C/1467584/ I lay,In my world of soft.I'm able to keep thoughts at bay.Here, in this world there's not a lot.It's very calm here.You can doze,No one ever sheds a tear.It feels like time has froze.I could stay forever.I wish I could.But I never stay forever.Sometimes I feel as if I should.Ring, ring!That's my ti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emily_C/1467547/ A match, its what starts it.Then there's a spark.Once the match is lit, it's lit.From there, it can be a walk in the park.After a match making the spark, there's a flame.A huge, bright beautiful one.It's warm and can never be called tame.After some time the flame is done.The flames are dying.The bea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emily_C/1467524/ The wind flows.It's constantly in motion everywhere.Even if we don't feel it it's always there.I have realized that even though most air I have in taken, this one is a new fresh air.There are different types of wind right?That warm cozy one in the spring in summer that everyone just loves,Then the d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emily_C/1369157/ I know how you feel on the inside, you feel like you're always judged in this world.I understand, its cruel, dark, people always judging you.Over your shoulder, "Oh my what have you done?" not know the reason or purpose you did that.It's weird how people are so stereotypical yet say that t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emily_C/1256774/