http://slow.writerscafe.org/Rizika The original writings of author Kayla :) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775987343 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A story of a girl who stayed the night at a hotel that ended in a tragic death. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/1675859/ A story of a boy in an alley way. His tragic death seen through my eyes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/1675840/ I can't remember the last time I had a normal dream. It seems like every time I wake up there's someone new standing above me... I couldn't ever look at them for very long because of how afraid I was, even now a little bit of fear runs through me every time someone shows up in my dreams. I cou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/1675808/ Just something that I decided to write because I needed to get it off my chest... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/1675797/ When I wakeup, someone's carrying me, I look up but can't see anyone because it's toblurry. But they look down and I see the beautiful bright red and know it'sXavier who's carrying me.I lookbeside me and there's two more blurry objects but I can't make out who theyare, But I can tell t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994396/ I'm stillstanding next to the tree it's almost Ten o'clock. I'm getting sick ofstanding under this tree, they need to get here or I’m going in by myself. I walk tothe end of the tall hill and look down. Then I think; it wouldn't be hard tospot a million teenagers. Would it?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994392/  Iwake up around nine o'clock at night from a bad dream. Jake is gone, Iflip on the lamp on my bedside table. There's a note beside the lamp.It's fromJake, Went to theschool, we're meeting there. Come down when you wake up. Btw I love the dress. Jake.I lookdown, j.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994389/ I’m in myown car, driving to a weapon shop. I'm not good with guns so I’m headed to buysome swords, daggers, and grenades. Headingdown the road watching people walk around the street. I finally get to theweapon shop. I park the car in the first spot I find, get out of the car.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994382/  The next morning. I wake up andwalk down to the kitchen. I start looking for Jake but instead find a note. Katty, I went tothe store to buy some things. I'll be back later, I promise I won’t take thatlong. ~Jake~I get donereading the letter, put it down and walk to th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994380/       Iwake up in the morning, and smell someone cooking bacon in the kitchen. I getup, put my slippers on and walk out of my bedroom. I'm half way down the stairswhen I hear a pan drop, a scream, glass breaking. People running around thekitchen, and I hear stuff being th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994373/ Back in myroom with Jake, extremely mad because Gina didn't tell me that Michael was ahunter. Jake walksup behind me and wraps his arms around me, "Calm down...""Howcan I? He's a hunter and Gina knew it…she didn't tell me... how can I calmdown? What if he's trying .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994371/ When we getback to my house, we go into the living room with Gina and Michael. We tellthem about what just happened and about momma’s warning. Gina wasthe first to speak, “So… your dream was really a vision or a warning orsomething?” “Yea…”.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994369/ I fellasleep on him again, I didn’t mean to but I did. But right when I fall asleep Ihave the scariest dream. ‘Running…I’m running from someone, I don’t know who it is and I don’t feel like turningaround to find out. I’m looking for Gina and Jak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994367/ It’s theend of the day and I’m at my house while Gina’s at her house with Michael. I’mgetting ready to go to the beach; I’m going to see if that guy will follow methere. I want to know who he is and why he’s following us.Walkingdown the road I sense s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994366/ I’m walkingdown a dark street looking at all the houses with their lights off.  I can’t get to sleep tonight so I’m taking awalk down to the beach.  It’s so peacefulat night there are few people and very few cars out.It’s aroundmidnight and I&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994365/ One of my old books I deleted from here :) I have edited this book and updated it on here :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/994364/ A chill runs through the room,Followed by darkness.The dark, faceless creatureStares down at me. 'What are you?'One asks.Scared, cold, and shivering.The thing puts fear into you. 'What are you? A demon?'You would think that.But is it true?A demon or just some creature of the night? Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/953508/ I miss you….Are you still here?Dead but still around. I miss you…Are you still there?I see you sometimes…In my dreams when I think of you.Is it really you? Or do I just miss you that much? None judging, forever loving…I miss you Grandma&hel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rizika/839937/