http://slow.writerscafe.org/ProfessorPadilla The original writings of author ProfessorPadilla en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776106064 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 “Hey mother, I have a question, who gave me rights.”“You were born with them because you’re a child of God and a child of mine.” “Does that mean you can take them away?”“No, no one on this Earth can ever take away your rights.” (These words wer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1941467/ This is a story I've been working on for the past two years. This is currently my second draft of the piece, and I would love some feedback. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1791639/ You'll only understand what I'm trying to say if you read both the title and the piece. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1765055/ 6 words to describe everyday life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1725303/ In this passage, I wanted to show the inner feeling of a man who may be in a failing marriage, and him coming to terms with that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1721891/ It has been a while since I've written something, but I wrote this after a night of drinking. I feel like it's good enough to be read and criticized, I hope you enjoy it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1664853/ Just a story I wrote, I hope you enjoy it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1354724/ Just another entry in Harley's Journal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1347547/ Just stuff I wrote down as the night went on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1344896/ This was something I wrote last year. I hope you enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1342226/ I woke up last night after having dreamt about the war, it was of the last battle I was ever in and it felt like reliving that day all over again. Having to watch men fall beside me one by one, having towers and buildings collapse on my comrades all over again, having to see the strongest of men cry.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1328554/ I don't know if I want to go back home anymore. Life is decent here, liquor is cheap here and I can relate to most of the people who live here. Everywhere I go I can see people with similar scars as me. Luckily mine isn't as visible as the others, I can at least hide my scars behind a mask.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1324128/ This story follows a character named Harley Throne after their experience in war. The story is told using Journal Entries by Harley Throne. I will be adding a new chapter on a weekly basis. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1324122/ This is a Journal entry from a person name Harley Throne's, after they experienced war first hand. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1321779/ This is just how I see the school system. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1320717/ "Hey John, do your have any songs that make you sad?""Hmmm not really, why do you ask?""Because when I hear a certain song, it always makes me cry.""Really? What song?""Get lucky by Daft Punk."" Umm why the hell do you cry to that song? Is it a harsh reminder that you can't get lucky?!"" You and I b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1320659/ My thoughts on everyday questions http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1313524/ How have I gotten myself into this sad reality? Was I such a fool in my more innocent years to believe that I could have a perfect dream? Am I just cursed to live alone with nothing to show for my work? I find it quite sad how these questions always lingered in my head, whenever I glanced at that us.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1310445/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1310420/ It is a very Short story about how a man burnt down an unfaithful tree. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1308116/ I recently had a friend who had a family member pass away. I saw a very emotional photo of him holding on to his relatives hand, and this is what I got out of the photo. R.I.P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1307011/ Life is unfortunately a story I have no control over.Although I sit here and plead to the Author,nothing has changed.I have unfortunately been  the victim of another one of his jokes.I sit questioning his morals but I came to the realization,nothing will change.The author has unfortunately made.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1306473/ Ignorant people are probably the happiest.They do not worry about the horrid truth, but instead hide inside a bubble of false hope.I guess it's probably one of their greatest weaknesses as well.Not knowing that sorrow hangs over their shoulder, or that Death is holding out his hand like some random .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1305845/ Everyday I wake up and have to face reality.Unfortunately having the chance to look at that awful face. The chance of having to face my past that is contained in that ugly face.Every time I see my face it ignites my soul,it makes my emotions barbaric and uncontrollable. Some days I feel hate, other .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProfessorPadilla/1305351/