http://slow.writerscafe.org/katelizking The original writings of author Katie King en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775472189 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I walked across the long narrowhallway, perplexed and confused as I could ever be. Just hours ago I was in my ownbackyard celebrating my tenth birthday, and then trapped in the back of an oldvan. The van entered a building, parked and then they opened the doors of thevan and pulled me away. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katelizking/1261717/ “Today’smy birthday,” I whispered in a faint hush. There was no reply; the roomremained still. They were both lying on the ground, asleep. The room was dark;there were no windows, just a few air vents situated in each corner of theroom. The only thing that stood before us w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katelizking/1261171/ What you thought was a peaceful creature.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katelizking/1261167/ Blueskies soared above my head, not a single cloud in sight. The wind whistledsoftly through the trees; it was the perfect weather. I sat cross-legged in thecool, dry, grass. I looked up at my mother, whilst holding a hand up to my eyesto shield me from the bright, searing sun.“He.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katelizking/1261162/ We are but snakes trapped in a cage. Forced to slither on the cold contaminated tiles on which we rest. The walls surround us at every end, confining us from the world outside. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katelizking/1261158/