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			<title>Dear fellow writers</title>
			<description>Dear fellow writers I have created a new account to where my writings continue the new pen name is infinity  So far - Kamaris</description>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>Everyone knows about the stories of all the holiday legends.  The one part however is the aftermath of the holiday, these are the stories of the children and family members of the holiday legends and what exactly goes on behind the curtains of our feastivities.</description>
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			<title>Holidays</title>
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			<title>one</title>
			<description>In the shadows lurks a protective guard they are called the kings shadows. I know them as the Assassins Guild, I first met one when the King and Queen were greeting the crowd. It was Bashanne, a holiday celebrating the trading of the kingdom; our King was King Phillip and his wife Queen Charlotte of..</description>
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			<title>Curves of a Shadow</title>
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			<title>The Man in the Window</title>
			<description> Setting in the living room of the Pensworth residence mid 1970s) ( Susan, Gina, Janice, and Amanda are talking of the new man in town)Susan &quot;Like, have you guys heard about the Hunk that just moved to town?&quot;Janice &quot; Oh I know he's such a Fox&quot;. Gina &quot;In your dreams Janice, my aunt says..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1605869/</link>
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			<title>Mess</title>
			<description>When growing up they mess you up being you You can do anythingBullshit There is no hope for a easy way unless you are rich or have perfect scoresF**k all the people who told me you'll go farYou lied I climb my way to the topNo one cares o hears the smart people's pleasJust because th..</description>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>Years ago the kingdom of the Queen Pamela,  fought against the force of dark magic. The wizard, witch's, warlocks, and druids all came to fight against the force. The Queens army and the Magic behind them defeated the darkness.The two years of war and destruction, still played in everyone's mind..</description>
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			<title>Magic</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1523407/</link>
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			<title>Realms</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1521589/</link>
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			<title>Tales of the four sisters</title>
			<description>This is an outline for a book like a thought bubble</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1521585/</link>
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			<title>Lioness</title>
			<description>This is where lithe bad rep comes from. This side is the danger side, the I'm here and you will take notice. Do not approach this side with anger because this side can do anything it wants. This side needs a warning sign like stop or you may get told off.This side wants to dance have sex. Do e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1497228/</link>
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			<title>The bunny</title>
			<description>This I believe is the fragile side. You need to be delicate approaching this side. This one time my grandfather told my aunt to take me shopping. He was in the Bunny mode the scapper away and hide from everything. The bunny side will break down and cry over anything.I call this the Bunny side ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1497223/</link>
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			<title>Do's</title>
			<description>Do get your children seen if you think there is a possibility.Do be supportive this is the most scary thing ever to be told you are now going to have to be medicated to function.Do understand a child bipolar is different than an adult. We are still learning our emotions a disorder that ampli..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1497215/</link>
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			<title>Blending</title>
			<description>I am not a discipline problem.For some reason people go in diagnosed because they don't show out. I was raised to keep quiet and listen. I have blended in with my pupils perfectly I call this the chameleon stage. Honestly look around you more than likely you spotted someone on depression or an..</description>
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			<title>Down</title>
			<description>Depression the worst feeling in the world.How can I describe it really imagine getting everything sucked out of you by a vacuum. You cry for unknown reasons and you are in pain it hurts to even get out of bed.Some people gorge when there depressed I however cannot eat because we e I have no ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1497173/</link>
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			<title>Mania</title>
			<description>Mania the happy side. I personally call this the Squirrel side. Why because in Mania you are going, your mind rushes and you want to do everything. One time I drew five art pieces and have yet to finish, that is what it's like.You feel like you can do anything , the superman complex is how I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1496882/</link>
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			<title>Sterotypes</title>
			<description>For some reason a lot of people think bipolar a will run around naked and commit crimesWrong! A lot of bipolar people have successful live so please do not label me with them. There are bipolar a who do stupid stuff, most likely the are off their medication or on drugs. I personally have a c..</description>
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			<title>Guide (maybe) to a bipolar teen</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1496868/</link>
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			<title>Books</title>
			<description>Books are a secret world.They don't care how you dress.They don't make fun of your hair.They always let you in.They spend as much time with you as you want them.Books stay with you forever.They let in wounded children like me.They gave me refugee when I needed it.I fe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1495860/</link>
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			<title>Sinner Sinner</title>
			<description>I have seen a lot of religion writing yet I don't see the passion in it not the beauty here I go </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1494924/</link>
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			<title>Fade</title>
			<description>FadeFictionAloneDoneEvasionFiction of truth in what we are taughtAlone in our thoughtDone with the world and all it's noise Evasion of even joyRiddle me this why are children taught to be silent when something's wrongWhy do we suppress our feelings in instinct?Are w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1494230/</link>
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			<title>Eyes</title>
			<description>People believe beauty is seen in a person's face.I believe if you can listen ok in a person's eye you see their true beauty.You see their joy, sorrow, and wind with a glance.I insist look into a person's eye when you speak watch them.I know you will be amazed at what you learn.I insi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1493245/</link>
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			<title>Do you not want me</title>
			<description>Do you not want me?I flirt with you yet you only push me asideAm I not pretty?Do you not wish to even kiss me?I want you and you say you want meYet when I try you only change the subjectDo you not want me?I love you too much to give up.You say you love me but do not even tease ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1492740/</link>
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			<title>the pauper</title>
			<description>A girl painting in her room, she heard her mother call her down stairs.&quot;Lynette !&quot; She went to the kitchen her mother was making chilli.Her mother smiled &quot;Lynette will you run to the store to pick up some tea to make for dinner I forgot to this morning.&quot;  Lynette nodded and took the ten doll..</description>
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			<title>Otherside</title>
			<description>Be warned</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1491659/</link>
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			<title>Stairwell</title>
			<description>Feel despairWrapped in sadnessYet you keep going No end in sight You want to give upYet you want to see the bottomGoing up then downRound and roundOn the twisted stairwell of life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1479105/</link>
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			<title>Snow</title>
			<description>Setting: in a chariot going to Elliot mansionCharlotte: Mother I am bored .Lady Samantha: Charlotte whining is not lady like.Charlotte sighsLord Edward : Charlotte are you ready to meet Lord Phillip?Charlotte: Do I have a choice father ?Lord Edward: Well if you want another s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1472503/</link>
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			<title>Glass</title>
			<description>Am I to be looking at the world or just the seas.Am I supposed to shatter the mirror or just crack it. I look where I am told yet see only what I see.Is this just a reflection of what i am supposed to see.I can only be me for I cannot be just another human looking at a grey world.Give ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1472044/</link>
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			<title>Holiday truth</title>
			<description>Snow falls on the groundSaint Nick has visited to those who still believe.We gather around accepting gifts in a selfish act.We pretend to like each other for the sake of the holidayYet i wonder does anybody think of instead of gift giving we should be thanking our savior on his birthday for ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1471390/</link>
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			<title>May 30,2034</title>
			<description>I learned the reason of why we were all here.We were going to marry a man of this place once he chooses the rest will be taken to the highest bidder.We were all evaluated by the men. I held Ashia as she cried on the way back to our cells a man told her she was beautiful and he would pay anythi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1455528/</link>
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			<title>May 23, 2034</title>
			<description>Today I saw them bring in another girl she looked my age. She had long dark hair clearly not from the deserts, she had a tan complexion so maybe from the Forrest or the city even yet how could a city girl be captured and not followed.They put her in the cell beside me. I heard her cry I tried to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1455517/</link>
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			<title>May 19,2034</title>
			<description>Dear Journal,It has been two days since I arrived here. I have no clue where I am or who these people are. I believe they want to learn of me ,yet all I see are the guards they are human yet have no soul in their eyes.I woke up here, last thing I remember was camping in the deserts like I wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1455514/</link>
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			<title>Journal of Legend</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1455504/</link>
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			<title>Depression</title>
			<description>A lot of people do not know.what depression is yet I have it so I'm telling you how it is to deal with depression day to day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1441674/</link>
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			<title>3.)</title>
			<description>I walked down the hallway of the girls sleeping area. I was in my purple tank top and green and pink stripped pajama pants it was the only few things that personalized my wardrobe.I made to to my and Zoes room on the door it had a little bronze slate that said &quot;Room 40 : Sleeping area : Adalynn ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1439262/</link>
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			<title>2.)</title>
			<description>Adalynn sat with her friends Victoria and Eliza. They were talking about pairing Eliza had just received her pink slip &quot;I'm so scared to open it.&quot; Victoria rolled her eyes &quot;Listen Eliza either you open it or I will.&quot;Eliza took a deep breath and unfolded her pink slip she read it to us &quot;Dear Eliz..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1439082/</link>
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			<title>1.)</title>
			<description> The class was quiet , they were taking a test  over the class room rules.Adalynn was focused on the test because it was worth one hundred points. Adalynn looked up and saw Mistress Myer looking out of the door window she had a look of worry on her face. Adalynn raised her hand to get Mistre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1439014/</link>
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			<title>Ivory</title>
			<description>This book is more serious I'm putting what I have learned in this book to create my characters and story line.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1438993/</link>
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			<title>Explosion</title>
			<description>IvetteI was waiting in the closet with Amber I could not hear them upstairs and could only see the light from the little hole in the door.I heard and explosion from the water heater . Amber cursed &quot;Looks like someone panicked .&quot; I looked toward where her voice came from &quot;What does that mean?..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1432521/</link>
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			<title>Roxanne</title>
			<description>I opened the door to see the six foot , one tall Clyde with shaved blonde hair and a blue suit. &quot;Hello Doctor Free I am here for our monthly check up too see if you are in violation of your contract.&quot;I smiled &quot;Of course Clyde come in .&quot; Clyde stepped in and looked around , he turned to where my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1432513/</link>
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			<title>Invasion</title>
			<description>Roxanne was putting me.out with a fire extinguisher. My sight was still blurry but I heard a faint sound of a helicopter, Roxanne looked up &quot;S**t ! Their here .&quot;Roxanne picked me up and carried me inside I felt like a doll being carried by her &quot;Whose here?&quot; Roxanne put me down I was in the infir..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1431055/</link>
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			<title>Take over 1</title>
			<description>I woke up to V stabbing me with her finger.&quot;Ivy wake up !&quot; I rolled toward her &quot;Why ?&quot; V smiled she was always smiling &quot;Silly you know mom wants to test your powers.&quot; I sat up of course Roxanne would send V to wake me up because I cannot be made at V she was so innocent.&quot;Fine I will be up in..</description>
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			<title>Meeting</title>
			<description>I saw the people sit in the seats provided. A guy slowly stood up &quot;Hello my name is Gabriel Drake Valley I am eighteen I have the ability to read minds.&quot; I looked at him he was five two and had long blonde hair &quot;Nice too meet you.&quot;A Hispanic woman stood up after Gabriel sat down &quot;Hi my name is R..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1421505/</link>
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			<title>The first love</title>
			<description>Once upon at time  There was a young woman who loved a man he was her first love she was so happy with him that she did not know what to do.The young woman gladly shared herself with him one day the happiness came down he was using drugs the young woman tried to talk to him but w as scared to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1419033/</link>
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			<title>Aggression</title>
			<description>Aggression It's the fuel to my fire the power in my stance.I may be delicate but trust me I will bring you down to my size .I do not think I should tone it down for some people.People should not be scared to talk to me or think I am mean.I am a very caring person who loves almost..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1419027/</link>
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			<title>The crew</title>
			<description>I walked up the stairs and opened the door to see a living room with a lot of people in it .Roxanne walked over to me &quot;Everyone this is Ivette .&quot; A large black man with long dreads came to me &quot;Hey Ivette I am Alexander you gave us all quite a scare but it's like you pulled through.&quot;I smiled ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Libraryhome/1418894/</link>
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			<title>Week Three</title>
			<description>I stood in the shower letting the water splash on my body I washed my hair I knew it had gotten longer for now it was to my shoulders.I turned of the water and put on the flannel robe Roxanne let me borrow. I stood in front of the full length mirror in the bathroom I had not gotten the nerve to ..</description>
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			<title>Multi </title>
			<description>Roxanne was at my bedside soon &quot;Viviane has told me you have just shown a new ability may I see it ?&quot; I grinned &quot;Okay.&quot; I managed to get up on my walker and again I was on the other side of the room.Roxanne sighed &quot;Looks like you are indeed a multi a mutant with multiple abilities.&quot; I flashed ba..</description>
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			<title>Week Two</title>
			<description>I put my feet on the cement floor V  gave me my walker . &quot;Alright Ivy try to stand up.&quot;I slowly stood up I felt my legs buckle and I clutched  The met at bars on my walker V rushed to my side &quot;I'm fine I can do this.&quot; I slowly stood on my own and lifted the walker and took my first step.V sm..</description>
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