http://slow.writerscafe.org/Harlem%20Fantasy The original writings of author Fantasia Allmighty en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776065963 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When you look in the mirror do you like what you see? Do you admire the face you see, and know thats who you want to be?or does it come as a shock and you want to hide who you are?The face in the mirror isnt what you wanna see its someone else...it has to be.That isn't me...that i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/802877/ you know that feeling when your with that one special someone and you feel like that feeling should never stop???? Im in that moment! You know that moment when he kisses your lips and then he tells you he loves you for the very first time and you just could melt into the floor and be happ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/783171/ Yes, I know its me.Yeah, I know you're you. I love you even though you don't think of me.Loves funny, right?You love her and she breaks your ever so soft heart.I love you and you break my fragile heart.Funny. . .huh? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/675812/ Tommy was seven when he died. He haunts them.He doesn't hurt anyone, or doesn't treat anyone wrongly.Tommy just hasn't been able to pass over.He just has to much unfinished business.Tommy is the seven year old ghost that just doesn't understand where to go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/584144/ We wait in the waiting room.The silence fills the room.The tension in the room is horrible.We can stand it no longer when the doctor walks in.The words he spits at me are like posion in my veins.  She has cancer, is that what you said?No, it can't be that.She fell that's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/583798/ I had dreamed of marrying a prince every since I was alittle girl. I had dreamed of living in a palace with maids and servence that do what ever I says do. Now the opportunitypresented itself and all I want to do is run. Run away from life, from earth. I have bee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/583035/ Hello.One word that could make your life complete.Goodbye.One word that could ruin your life.I know for a fact.You walk in my life and with one word you stole my heart, right from my chest.Then, with one word you ruined my life forever.I'm not an old car that can be repaired.I might .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/571629/ Roses are red.The violets are blue.My brother is dead.Boo hoo hoo.And my mommy misses him to.     http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/571616/ Why?Why did love find me.It tore down my wall!My wall that kept me sane.That let me sleep at night.Now that wall is gone and I can't focus.You don't love me so why must I love you.I have to build my wall again, stronger so you can't get back in.Now, my wall is built as strong as I ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/570643/ Oh no, No No No!This can not of happened, not to me.He was made for me and only me. God has called him.Has needed him for something.I want to know what.I needed him, I need him now.I wish he were here. I dream of him every night.I picture his face perfectly in my mind.Him .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/567551/ Breathing is easy with you.It's easy to hear my heart beat. I love to be with you.When you stroke my hair.When you breath on my neck.When you kiss my lips.When you dream your dreams.I try to resist, but I can not.I dream about you; I can't be without you.  When you le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/567545/ Reid, 23, and Kalli, 20, can see ghost and are trying to help a very familar spirit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/565324/ When you think of fire you think of Hot and do not touch.Our relationship is like that.We avoid each other as if we were a fire.I can't stomp out the feeling of lonelyness.That's why I must put this open fire out.I'm sorry, baby, but this is good bye.I love you, but the fire is out... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/565305/ I have four red roses.Bright and red, glowing and beautiful.I hurt my best friend and one died.I hurt my self and another died.I wished for someone to be hurt.Once again another died.I took it back and asked for forgiveness, I recived one.I did something bad and I lost all of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/564825/ When I say I you think one.When I say we you think more than just us. But when I say Us I think me and you.Just us in the world no one eles.Now your gone and you took my heart right along with you.What parts you didn't there shattered on the floor.Now I only have me and not you. Only I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/564819/ I can't see! It's Dark to dark!Can anyone find me?I've been in the dark since I met you.You hurt me. You made me bleed.You made me hurt. I can't fix this. Please I beg you help me and try to forgive.I will get through this. . . I hope.I don't understand can you help?  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/564795/ I feel you here more than ever before. I can see you even though I know you aren't there. I can feel your breath on my neck. I feel your touch on my skin. I can feel the warmth in my heart. I wish you were here, but I understand. Can you hear me? If so I need you to know even though your gone and ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/564788/ It's valentines day. Ashley, a girl in highschool, a cheerleader no less, is sitting on the bleacher. Eric is in love with her, but in her expcectations are low for him and she thinks she is to good for him. Eric walks up to her.      "Hey, Ashley." Eric says to her.She says .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/554913/ I am crying inside while my faces smiles at you. I am happy or so it seems to you. I luagh even though I know I want to cry. I listen to you when you should listen to me. I dream of him while you kiss him. I wish he could see how I truely feel, yet you love him while I hate you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/554332/ Who am I? I know my name and where I live, but who am I? Who I see in the miror is not the girl I want to be. Who I pretend to be is perfect for everyone except me. I live in a dream that isn't close to reality. I play in this world to block out hurt and pain. Some how it finds me still. The girl I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/554330/ I am lost completly! I have friends, but who can I trust. I love him but I love them. I am in the dark without light. I need guidence, but have no teacher. I need love, but only found hurt. I need a good friend and I found you. dedicated to Solitary and skeloto http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Harlem-Fantasy/554326/