http://slow.writerscafe.org/xCherrie The original writings of author xCherrie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776029577 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Nathaniel’s POVI look at the man withcuriosity. I inspect his brown hair and broad shoulders. He seems familiar tome. I watch him put on a coat and slip on some gloves. He notices me watchingintently and shoots me a smile. There was something odd about the way hesmiled; alm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xCherrie/570138/ Nathaniel MooreEmpty. It was true, I felt empty. I wasn't filled with sorrow, anger, or any other feeling of any sort. I was just empty. I had always been different from everyone else. You see, I was born with a gift. The gift to eliminate all the memories a person has of me. Every touch, ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xCherrie/570135/ There's just something about him that I just can't leave alone...I feel that...in a way...he needs a friend more than he lets on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xCherrie/536284/ I feel InfuriatedGrievedForlornFrom these feelings I long to escapeto my own world of wonderTo feel the sweet softness beneath my heels I'm slowly immersed in the frosty flurryThe snowflakes gracefully dance around meI am forever trapped in my own winter wonderlandT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xCherrie/535971/