http://slow.writerscafe.org/Rebeccalyn78 The original writings of author RLArthur en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776355477 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 THE DOOR He beat me up pretty bad this time, I lay crumpled on the living room floor. My head throbbing from his fists pounding my skull. The rest of my body hurts too, but it’s hard to tell what damage has been done. The adrenaline is still coursing through my veins dulling the pain. B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebeccalyn78/1552728/ EVERY WORD YOU SAY COMES OUT IN A CRUDE WAYIF YOU COULD NOT CURSE, WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE TO SAY?RUDE AND NASTY IS WHAT YOU AREREALLY WISH YOU'D GET A GRIP AND LEARN SOME ETIQUETTEIF THAT WON'T WORK THEN SIMPLY ZIP YOUR LIP! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebeccalyn78/1551283/ The regret of a step mom http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebeccalyn78/1551257/ If ever you'd tasted forbidden fruit perhaps your argument would be mootOn a pedestal of righteousness you sitPassing judgement like it's yours to give when you haven't even livedSome doors once opened can't be closed and a heart that's given can't be stoleDon't ask me how this came to be, I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebeccalyn78/1500154/ Poetry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebeccalyn78/1500131/