http://slow.writerscafe.org/Imaginatator The original writings of author StillShorterThanYou en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776000649 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Slow death is what I write with,poison is my inkand pain is the parchment that holds my thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1498915/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1198525/ In a cooler-than-usual room in Arizona there were four girls strewn about the room, playing--or commenting--on harvest moon for the wii. One girl had her long brown hair in a side braid with glasses and in control of the character and controls was called Bethany. The other three, Yasmine, Siana, and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1193461/ Tris smiled at her costumer. She spread her hands wide and asked, "What do you need me to find?"The woman took off her hood which had shadowed most of her face and replied, "Something that I lost."Tris felt like smacking the woman in the face. 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The customers of upper class had another room much like the one that hosted the musicians, if quieter. A girl of 18 weaved .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1183439/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1183357/ My dear Mother,wearing a goose costumefull of feathers. Writing our demise in your pretty little bookall nicely in pretty handwriting.We sit in line,watching,waiting, As your quill goes up and down the page.Who will be next?Is the question on everyone's lips. Maybe it's me,or me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1165965/ Jack and Jill went up a hillto fetch a pail of water.Jack fell downand broke his crownand Jill came tumbling after.The ground is red,I think they're dead.Let's go call a doctor.But wait, we might be lateso let's just call a coffiner.   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1165963/ Alana looked slowly from one person and then another then said, "This has got to be a joke. I mean, you kidnap me, tell me your my birth mother who abandoned me in an orphanage when I was a baby, and don't show me any evidence? I don't think so." The man's face graced a sad smile and he said, ".. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1157069/ "Hey, it's a limo!" Said a girl with long wavy black hair that was bleached a light brown near her neck."Where?" Asked her friend who had shoulder length sandy hair. "I don't see it, Fishy." Fishy, Pescathito, or Fish Taco, as she was known even though her real name was Sam said, "It's gone. It.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1157055/ "Hey, it's a limo!" Said a girl with long wavy black hair that was bleached a light brown near her neck."Where?" Asked her friend who had shoulder length sandy hair. "I don't see it, Fishy." Fishy as she was known even though her real name was Sam said, "It's gone. It was one of those car limo .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1149827/ "Can't these eyes sell well?" Asked a black hair man, holding a captive young woman's eyes to the light, causing a silver tint to form. "The powers come along with the eyes, yeah?"His companion looked thoughtfully at the woman and smiled, "Even if they don't, we could make them think that way. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1135651/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1135633/ Humpty Dumpty sat on a WallHumpty Dumpty had a great fall.All of the king's horsemen and all the King's men Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty back together again.The red had starting caking The bones were crushedAnd the stained floor was covered with mush.The physicians cameand tired their best,B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1133859/ It wasn't my fault that everyone was in the way when the spell went out of control and kill multiple people! They needed to be watching and to move! Sure, some people might think that this is rather vile and selfish thinking, but now I'm getting in trouble for all of these deaths when they were.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1123601/ Alice's eyes felt like lead as she tried to open them. Finally she had enough power to open them just enough to see what was in front of her. She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was a croak. She realized that her head was throbbing. It was dull and constant. She closed her eyes and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1111692/ I'm making a manga with these characters and since I didn't draw a short for Christmas, I wrote something instead--if it's a bit late http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1095830/ Jaya hummed to herself as she walked down one of the many busy streets in Korea. She weaved in and out of the many jostling bodies and tried her best from keeping her coffee from spilling that was her treat to herself after a tutoring lesson she had as one of her part time jobs for pocket money.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1092663/ My Grandpa recently passed away and this poem is dedicated to him :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1043560/ "It was a dark and stormy night. Everyone was sleeping, and the house was still... Until--" Siana said before getting interrupted by a: "No more! I'm gonna die of a heart attack!" Siana sat back down, pouting. "Come on, it's not that bad." "Whatever Siana. Say that when you're looking down.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1043126/ Just a cold they said,But it turned out to be so much more. It escalated so quickly, No one could do much but hope.One by one pipes got put into him. He couldn't breath,He needed the help of machines to continue functioning.People prayedAnd he improved enough for hope,Hope for tomo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1031077/ Tears prickle at my eyes, I see them farther off. Would they wait for me if I called? Would they even care that I have fallen and can not get up?It seems that no one really does. I run after them, Breath coming in puffs,A stone snags my leg,And gravity takes over.&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1021290/ Snow White slowed down to a walk and smiled to herself. That's the best that old hag can do? If you're going to try and kill someone, you might as well do it yourself. Of course, she never did seem like she had the stomach to do something big like that. Not like she could have anyways. My charms be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1019580/ So after hanging around doing absolutely nothing for the past few days or so (it might be shorter, but boredom doesn't let you tell time properly), I have decided to make myself a schedule. The thing is, what can I do? I mean, I'm dead, I can't leave this area, and I can't hold anything! W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1008764/ So, it wasn't exactly how I wanted to start my morning. I mean, it was actually starting out pretty good. I got up on time (for once), my mom made the best breakfast ever, my homework was finished the night before (which never happens), and I was ready and awake for a great day. I guess the universe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1007327/ Yeah, so I died and I have no clue what to do. This is my time as a clueless ghost that (it seems) no one cares about... TIME TO PARTY!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1007122/ Dariah said down, trying to figure out what to do next. She has him wrapped around her little finger, Kariah said. Shut up, Kariah, Dariah thought back in frustration. Why should I? It's you that didn't listen to their feelings and thus got us in this predicament, Kariah shot bac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/1005872/ "사'" 그 단어 있으면 돼 우리 세상-서 사'만 있으면돼 나 사' 만 말할 수 있으면 괜찮아 "널 .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/986438/ "You have a mission to start today," The MC said to the members of SHINee that had just piled out of the car after some rest at the hotel that they were staying at.  "What is it?" Asked a blonde haired Asian boy named Key who was one of the rappers for SHINee.  "You have to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/980047/ Fanfics http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/980025/ Dariah had come up with the answer--or so she thought. In fact, that answer just brought more questions. The main one buzzing around through her head was: How to do it. Dariah thought on this question, conjuring stiuations of each possiblility. Poison? Too common, and not smart enough. Assasina.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/965458/ For my friend who was freaking out about the band Super Junior (K-pop boy band) when she realized that her favorite person who never know she was alive (probably). Made just for her :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/946943/ The king and the queen of this kingdom are kind, and they are lovely, just want everyone wants. I want to be loved. To close this empty void inside myself, and I want to be looked at, and admired. The only way for everyone to notice me, is if I am the queen. 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The da.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/829714/ SAVING THE DRAGONLong ago-well, actually not too long ago, but I shall say that it is a long time ago for the sake of the story. Anyways, long, long ago, there was a kingdom of dragons. In this kingdom of dragons there was (of course) the queen and king dragon, and there was also an egg th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/829136/ Once upon a time, there lived a princess by the name of Isabella who was, at the time six. Isabella had long brown curls, large emerald orbs, and porcelain skin.She was at the time, running away from the guards. 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"What is this place!" Grace exclaimed, looking at all the stores. "It's a mall. What else?" Jackie asked, surprised at the question. "What, don't tell me you've never been to a mall before?" "No, never.""Oh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/820677/ Grace was told by a teacher with white hair-who happened to be the principal, Mr. Martin-that she was supposed to go to the Japanese room for photography. Photograpgy? I wonder what that could be. And Japanese? What's that? Hm, so many questions have I, thought Grace as she walked through a tiny roo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/819660/ If my Brother had the chance,He would rule the world.If my Brother had the chance,He would play D'n'D more often.If my Brother had the chance,He would play Magic with others and get me to play it too.If my Brother had the chance, He would have me for a sister, And he has had that chance http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/818624/ I was told by one of my friends that I was in Korea with, that one of the amazing staff that we had during my second year, PREP 2010-2011, passed away.Godwin 오빠 was an amazing guy, and was really funny too. He thought of a lot of cool things and made me laugh a lot. He was engaged to a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imaginatator/818447/ Grace walked into a large, square room that was covered with a blue carpet and two double doors on the oppsite side that they had come in. 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