http://slow.writerscafe.org/heather%20trump The original writings of author Layla Night en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022458 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15   Andy awakes to the sound of glass being shattered. He gets up and almost stops on some glass.  "What the hell?" Andy whispers to himself.  "What the hell, Andy?" He hears but doesn't know where her voice came from.  "W-Who are you?" Andy asked  "I-I died last night and I a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/1146859/  What does the sky look like?Girl wondersFor she has never been outsideThis deep dark black pit.She has heard rumors of a beautifulskyBeing blue with white cloudsCould it be real?Is the color sky blue real?She have only seen blood red rage From the mast.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/1142691/ Heather-Ann Marie TrumpI hate school. All everyone does is make fun of me. I think that people are starting to learn the truth. I don't know whats going to happen when people find out. I guess it is about time it came out. I mean I have moved a lot and I mean I can't keep lying to everyone. Well I h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/1122158/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/1122152/ life is full of colors.everything has color to it,everything has beauty to it.now ask yourselfwhat makes something beautiful?how do you define beauty?i see color as beauty.i think life can be beautifulyou just have to make it beautiful. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/767326/ I'm sorry for breaking up with youIt was a mistakeI love youyour the only one ive ever lovedeverytime I'm around youI can't help but smileI just love being around youyour so amazing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/751357/ i walked ou the libraryyou followed meyou asked me what me name wasand i told youyou said that you wanted to get to know me betterand i asked you whythen you said "cause your sexy"and i say whatevernext thing i know is thatyou have a knife in your handi run and you come after me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/743901/ sometimes I feel like a lost little puppyout in the big world with no helpno where to gono one to go tono one to help me.sometimes i fell like a lost little puppyscard and alone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/743893/ I was once lostI once sinnedI saw the darknessI found god andnow I am foundnow I praynow I see the light http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/743874/ I'm sorry to everyone that I've hurtI'm sorry for everytime I lied.I'm sorry for breaking up with my love.I'm sorry for every time I lost my temper.I'm sorry for every time i yelled at my parents.I'm sorry for everything that I've done that has hurt someone.I'm sorry and i wish i could t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/742971/ your the only one who can make me smile.when i hear you vocieit's like music to my earsyour the best person i knowi can talk to you about anythingwhen i'm haveing a bad day your the one i want to talk too and thats why i love you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/742892/ I let you goIt was my biggest mistakeI ever madeI told you that "I love you"and its true I broke up with youI shouldn'thave lisened to what people saidMy worst mistakeand now I've lost you foreverI'll never get you backyou were the only one who could make me smileyou we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/742888/ I love youand always will.I just don't knowhow you feelabout me.Do you love me?Could you love me?I just need to know. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/742882/ I have been to the hospital four times this school year. The first time I felt as if I was better off dead because I felt that everyone hated me.The second time I had been thinking about it a lot and the bad out weighted the good so I took  some pills.The third time my boyf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/740514/ A true friend will help you through the hard times.Any friend will be there when things are good.The way to tell friends from true friends is when you have something bad going on and some friends leave you and some friends stay. Like some of my friends left me when they found out that i h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/740502/ There’s a razorin my hand I see blood running down my arm I don’t feel the pain all I see is the blood I can’t hear or see anything then the memory comes back and it stays in the past holding on to your face to the faces of those who have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/713290/ i live in the pastnot able to leavecan not move onto the futurei am stuckand i can'tget awayfrom you from all the painthat you have brought intomy lifewhy wont you let me move ontothe futurewhy do you keep me here to relive the past over and over again &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/713283/ my mind is like a slide showplaying back everythingfrom the past it comes backto youto the paini can't escapeyou always find mefind your way back tohurt me againall i wish is for it to leaveleave me alonebut they won'tbecausethey dont carenot really anywayyou dont c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/709479/ i wonderwhat tomorrowwill bringwill it bringpain,happyness,sadness,i wonderwhat my lifecould have beenlike if i wasnever adoptedi wonderif i could the pasti wonderwhat the future willbringi wonderhow muchpain can oneperson handlei wonderhow can my life.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/709476/ one day the pain will go away one day i will be freefree to be who i really am and not be afriadone day i will showeveryone who i really amone day i won't have to hde behind a maskone dayjst wait one dayeverything will begood andtheir won't be anymoredeprestionor pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/709473/ I hold a razor in my hand.I look at my arm.Blood is oozing down my arm.I don't feel the pain.I don't feel anything.I forget about wwhy i was cutting.But i continue anyway.After awhile I start to cry.I feel ashamed  of what i have done.I had forgotten all about my worries... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/703807/ the night comes bring the darkness upon a helpless child.  no one see's her pain or her fears for the darkness brings out the worst in the tree creatures she lives with once the light comes its done and no one knows. her bodys here but more and more she loses a part of herself every night. it t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/694693/ how do you live with pain?how do yu just not give in to death?why not die?wouldnt that be so much easier?when your dead,theirs no feeling,that means the pain is gone.now tell mewhy do you deal with pain?whatd you get from pain?what does pain give you?now tell me,have you ever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/694688/ what is life?what does it mean to have a life,or just to live?life is just a pain.everywhere there is life,you know that theirs going to be pain.having more of a life just adds to the pain,the pain  that just living brings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/694684/ when you love someoneyou think it could never endthen you find them cheating on youyou get pissed offthey broke you heartyou dont think that you will ever find anyone elsethen you find someonethey cause you heartacheyou find that people cuttingyou try it and you find that it help.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/694680/ work is all i do.i do work at school,at home,everywhere.i can't take it.it's just to much,im done,i work so hard,to please everyone.im done working so hard to please everyone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/682919/ you know when you have those days when you just don't think that you can go on any moreyou just can't handle what life is throwing your wayjust remember the good times you hadjust lean on the good in your life and dont worry to much about the bad, it'll just bring you downsomeday it's gonna .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/682196/ i am scarred for life.you say you want to know.      fine then         i have beenraped,abused,straved,unwanted,left with no family.               now.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/682181/ you see me smile,its not real.you think im happy,you are wrong.you think i got it good,but i dont.no one really wants to be around me.i am different,and all you see is what you think i have.i am far from perfect,and my life is far from perfect. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/682143/ we are the perfect couple.we look so good together.that's what people thought,that was far from true.we fought a lot.he was abusive.he may have never hit me,but he chocked me.we play around,and he gets to rough.your a jerk to my friends,you dont respect me.we never was t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/682133/ when will i able to be meto show him who i really amhow do i stop hidding iti loive behind this maskand im stuck therecausebeing me is not good enoughwhen nwill i be able to be myselfand it be good enough http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/680883/ ever feel as though no one cared,as if you were the only one around,have you ever been forgotten.have you feel yourself feel so alone,even when surrounded by people.have you been so alone that,you never learned how to be around other people.is it hard for you to be around people.even when your aroun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/672258/ why do you judge me?why do you pick on me?why  do you talk about me behind my back?why do you lagh at me?why do you say things that aren't true?why do you make stuff up about me?why do you try to make everyone hate me?why do you say mean and hateful things to me?why do you feel .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heather-trump/662828/ i came face to face with death.i never thoght,you could die so young.i never thought,you could die with so muchgoing for you.why does death have to come?how does it feel to die?i hate dathbut death is 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