http://slow.writerscafe.org/paintedlife The original writings of author Moper en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776058273 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I hear it all.The cheers.The applause.The woos.As I finish a spectacular performance, worthy of a million audience, I feel the world become a little bit better, nicer even.The blinding lights.The screaming audiences.I feel as if I’m drowning in fame to which I cannot blame them.I’ve give.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/2169211/ Dearest,“Love transcends all”Do you remember this? Do you remember the first time you have uttered these words? If memory serves me right, the first time you told me about this is when you were about to go to another country for work. I was uneasy at the time. I felt that if you go, I wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/2034989/ The weather was cold as I walk through the snow-covered pavement, carefully looking at where I am going as I don’t want to trip on the edge of it.When I was new to this place, I remember tripping a lot of times just because the edge of the pavement was covered by snow. Trust me, it causes litt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1991886/ Was it our fault you got to that state?Was it our fault you didn't ask for help?Was it our fault we failed to notice the subtle messages?No.You chose to be quiet.You put yourself in a corner.You let yourself cower in fear like that.We are not psychics, we're only human.I say all this but I f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1989975/ White.Pure, clean white.There’s no horizon. There’s no anything. Just a flat surfaceof white.Quiet. Stale. Dead. This place is any or all of the three.“Hello.” In front of me, a male voice calls out.Standing there, as if coming out of thin air, is a smal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1973862/ As soon as the bell rang to signal the start of lunch break,some my classmates start stretching out of their sits and going through theusual routine of inviting their friends to buy and eat at the cafeteria or justeating packed lunch in the classroom. Some even just stay by their sits reading.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1917726/ “’till death do us part’, huh…” I whisper as I kneel down in front of a gravestone.I put my hands over it and read the name written on it,‘Eleanor Banks’She is supposedly my wife but I’ve been drawing blanks even thinking what I would feel once I see .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1873014/ ‘This wouldn’t work out.’'What am I even doing?’'Why did I do this?’’…….’Looking down, these thoughts swirl around my head. Greatly taking me to a path down nervousness and fear.“….umm…”I think I heard something, I pro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1865727/ A short monologue of a girl afraid to go outside. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1850808/ The morning air feels stale as I walk through the rushing crowd on the way to school. Not only is it the air, but there are also less people in this crowd. The streets usually bustling with cars are more vacant than usual.‘I wonder what happened.’ I think as I look towards wherever.The p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1848514/ fanfic ft. Marika from Nisekoi might be ooc, but she was the one I had in mind while I was writing it. **character used belongs to its respective owners http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1848207/ With uninterested eyes, wearing my school uniform of polo shirt and black pants, I look outside the window by the train.The world outside looks gloomy and depressing with all the trash and pollution created by men.I see people, kids even, walking at the street with ripped clothes and unclean body. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1844546/ A fanfic I wrote for Shiomiya Shiori from The World God Only Knows... **character used belongs to its respective owners http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1843800/ I was once told of a place that was struggling, but, no doubt, peaceful. It was a town where rain never stops falling. At first, nobody minded it as rain is a natural phenomenon; but, it just continued on for days. At some point, the people started to realize that it won’t go away. People from.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1840994/ A short story of a couple on the way home from school. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1838673/ I sit upright a bed I’m not accustomed to and stare blankly at the unfamiliar dark room.Judging from how dark it is, my parents aren’t normally home at this time.They said that when they’re not home, they’re at some place called office, “working”. I didn’t r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1836916/ a short fanfic I wrote about Sonoda Umi from love live. **character used belongs to its respective owners http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/paintedlife/1836523/