http://slow.writerscafe.org/Shay%20White The original writings of author Shay en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776144218 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Shannon WhiteCRW 207-820November 8th 2015 15 minute play Deliverance and Robert are sitting at home eating dinner. Deliverance is looking at Robert but his eyes are diverted.DELIVERANCEYou are quiet.ROBERTYeah.DELIVERANCEWe have nothing to worry about.*****Robert stops eating, and puts down his silv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/1664038/  We have finally arrived. I slept soundly for about an hour. Once I woke up though I couldn't fall back asleep. I stared out the window for the remaining part of the ride. I was full of anxious energy. The closer we got to the house the more that energy seemed to grow. I could sense a lake.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/1631088/  "What?" I blurt out. "I know it's a shock but please listen carefully. I can't be in here all day explaining it to you." I nodded waiting for him to explain. This small silence tugged at my nerves. "A man named Wyeth has orders to come here and get you. He is going to take you t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/1629902/    "Wake up S1."    Great, another day. I want to keep sleeping. I am so sick of this facility. I wish I could leave. Yet, I keep waking up here.   "Give me your arm." a man in a pasty white lab coat demands.    I stay silent as I do as I'm told. While he is t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/1559892/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/1559873/ This short story was written for Helen Alcott http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/1528679/   I can hear the whispers. There are no faces to those voices. I recognize the voices. The guards' shifts are changing. This is how I tell the time. I am not aloud out of here. All I do is sit on the floor. I can not see. The only light I ever get to see is from the dingy lightbulbs o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/1152173/ this is a series of short stories http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/680101/ “We have been walking for hours.” I complained.My name is Ryze Smith. I’m an orphan running away from my adoptive parents’ home. They beat me and make me do everything they don’t which is technically everything.“Yeah I know. We can stop soon. Let’s fin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/637492/ I’m running. I’ve been running. Most likely for about four hours now. I’m dripping wet head to toe. It’s raining and soon I will have to stop somewhere to rest, for its getting way too dark out to see. My name is Ryze. Ryze Smith. I’m a girl from New Orleans. I have b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shay-White/637488/