http://slow.writerscafe.org/unspoken_vocabul The original writings of author unspoken_vocabulary en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776074798 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Am I a dweeb? For updating my status with stupid stuff.Am I a w***e? Because of the way I act with the only guy who talks to me.Am I stupid? For falling in love with someone who isn't real.Am I ugly? Because I don't have a summer body and a model figure.Am I fake? For trying make-up a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1573197/ Tell me your lies,Tell me your truths.Tell me how you've been,Tell me what you've done.Tell me how much you love me,and how we can't be apart.Tell me she means nothing,Tell me it was wrong.Tell me she started it,and you just finished it.Tell me you couldn't do it,Tell me I was in you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1570807/ After Asheville turned against the government, every single camera was taken down and destroyed. Every person we’ve encountered is shown the truth, and has joined our side. We decided to spread, and after 5 months, most of America has fought and battled for freedom. Anna was buried in the Ashe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1552166/ “NO!” I held her before she hit the ground. Her eyes were scared, just like me. “Anna, don’t worry, you’re gonna be okay. There is a hospital near by. It’ll all be okay” I was about to carry her body when she pushed me away with her hand. “No, Isaac. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1552165/ “ISAAC, get away from that thing!” Anna’s eyes met mine. We both turned to see my mom, with a gun in her hand. 4 officials stood next to her. The were bigger than usual, and the uniform they were wearing meant one thing. They weren’t only officials, but the higher rank kind. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1552162/ It was really easy for me to find her. First of all, she was in the same alley we met. Second, the alley reeked of wet dog. “Anna! come on, we don’t have much time. Lets go.” “What?! Isaac, are you crazy? Leave. I told you I would find you, you’ll lead them all to me an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1552160/ “What was that?!” “That is the destruction of our government, and life as we knew it” Anna seemed sad, but continued to explain the situation. “This unknown group, we think it’s a retaliation of the Soviet Union. After the US stole their tech, things went haywire... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1552157/ It was a little girl, and by little I mean at least 16 years old. She was different, I could feel it.“Who are you?!” I asked, cracking my knuckles from nervousness. “I’m Anna, nice to meet you” She reached out and extended her palm. I took it reluctantly, I didn’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1552152/       Its the year 2035, and the world is consumed by video cameras. The government has used the new technology they stole from the Soviet Union during an ugly encounter to monitor the citizens of the United States. The white house was overrun by an unknown group, and the pr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1552149/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1552147/ I’m scared. Terrified.My life is turning around,And I’m not sure if it’s for the best yet.It feels cold. And lonely.But I will try to make the best of it. I need courage, and acceptance.I have to accept the fact that you don’t need me…Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1547692/ It was a dark, cold night when the Lightning appeared. Likeevery aspect of nature, it was beautiful… but that was before IT started.At first we thought it was a glitch from its energy source,as the lightning started hitting public places. Retail stores, schools, movietheaters..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1547247/ I once held the green in my palms. I cherished it,And I cared for it.My mistake it was, For it did not last long.I hung to it tightly, as if it was my own life...But the green eventually faded, and it turnedRed of rage, and blue of loneliness. PurpleOf fear, and p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1547246/ I promised myself I wouldn’t play your game.I wasn’t going to be a “thing” to you… an object.Your green bright eyes made me think you were different,better.I believed that, and with time and talk, it’s the only thingI could see.You’r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1547244/ Oh no, no podre perder de vista tus ojos.No puedo olvidar tu sonrisa, Esa sonrisa que hace la naturaleza perfecta,Y que me recuerda como es el amor,Y como te hace sentir. Asi como si estuvieras en las nubes.Pero no siempre las nubes son como en los cuentos, blancas ysuaves... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1547194/ What does it feel like to be seen…? Admired?I, personally, do not know that feeling.I’ve been played with and rejected.I mean, I can’t be that bad, right?The same question floats around in my head every day.There is a reason why guys don’t talk to me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unspoken_vocabul/1547189/