http://slow.writerscafe.org/tmcbwakingup The original writings of author Taylor Marie Cecilia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776027216 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15             Nightmareshave always assured me that, despite everything I am still alive. But this one,this one surreal nightmare, made me wish I wasn’t.             In.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/609990/  It was time to figure out what the deal was with this True eye color stuff. So my eyes were brown I don’t get what’s special about them eight out of ten people in my old town has similar brown eyes. So the whole “your eyes are special” business was just weird.Anyway.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/585129/ We lay side by side,You- That stupid thorn in my side.I’m surprised my regret isn’t seeping into your body.Making you regret knowing me,I would regret having known me.I can’t take back what has happened,I can only pretend it didn’t.I felt like I was right.Appa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/584621/ I went to second period; AKA the first class of the day I have with Ari. I felt like this might be a disaster I didn’t want to face. I sat down in the back corner, hoping that since I beat him, and most of the other students other people would fill the slots around me. But I wasn’t so lu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/569796/ After lunch we had to split up, with reluctance of course and I went to my chemistry class, still feeling a horrible pain in my back. I got up to the class room and sat down in the cold metal desk, the coldness of it felt nice, but not the metal. When the teacher walked in I realized I had forgotten.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/569794/ I am waking up.I see what the world really is-and how it will treat me.The deranged and arbitrary, motion of it all.They say it will get worse-Before it gets  better.But at what cost?My sanity?Gone.My love?Gone.My passion?Gone.I’ve lost the things I care about... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/568316/ Is it me?Am i the reason we cant be close?Am i too abrasive?Am i too pathetic?When i think about it,you've changed,you've given up on yourself,settle for less than less.Even when u could have the best.You say i''ve changed.You dont like that i like other people.You think its aw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/564847/ entire chapter now. =D lots of mistakes, trust me I know. But some ideas, ways to expand and make the story better are always welcome =D and this chapter is longer than what most will be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/564086/ it's a work in progress. nothing on here is nearly finished. its kind of just thoughts about the story. and im not sure totaly what will happen till im typing it with insomnia speaking for me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/564070/ okay so the line beautiful faces and lovely places is from "Flowers in the Attic" but i thought it would be cool to turn it into a poem. soooo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tmcbwakingup/564064/