http://slow.writerscafe.org/MissEponine16 The original writings of author MissEponine16 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776110019 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Be strongDon't give into the cravings deep withinKeep your head held highit's not that hard, if you just tryBe strongDon't give into the cravings deep withinDon't cryIt's no big dealBut it's starting to feel realBe strongHide it wellSo nobody can tellKeep the wate.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1820710/ The sound of your heartbeat dancing in your chestmakes me happier than words can expressYou make the clock tick like beat of my heart,Faster, With each passing hour that we are apart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1699228/ My great grandma who died with Alzheimers didn't remember me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1699220/ Just a lot of personal s**t in poem form http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1641479/ Sebastian's POVShe wasn't ready for anything. How could anyone focus on a task when they are forcing themselves into a dream world? She is literally in hell and she's cracking jokes. If she didn't face reality soon she'd be dead with her sister.Both of them, as good as dead. I am trying to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1615772/ Sebastian had just walked away, without a word. He barely glanced in my direction. I guess the hospitality thing was over and I missed it sorely."Fairy Filth."Coughed the demon who I had just realized was still alive. Anger spiked my heart faster than I could realize.'that's unfortunate. I turn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1615767/ My legs burned and my knees buckled underneath me as I regretted, once again, showing up in the first place. His hand grasped my arm tightly as he pulled me back up to a standing position. "Did I tell you to fall" He questioned me with a smirk. B*****d. I glared up at him and rubbed my arm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1615761/ Chapter 1I headed home with a small sack in hand. The sack carried the essentials food, heater batteries, and some cough drops. They weren't exactly medicine, but we would make due. We always did.A car horn honked me out of my train of thought. I looked up to see a small blue Subaru a few inches fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1615752/ The sound of rage filled the air around me. The streets were relatively empty, with few lights clearing the darkness of the night. Yet like two poor tempered men, somehow these two cars managed to find each other. And so began a mindless onslaught of car horns and red faced drivers, mouthing the fil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1615742/ I awoke covered in sweat.The remnants of my screams echoing to a finish. That same pair of silver eyes were staring at me now, with the same look in them as well, a look of worry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissEponine16/1615736/