http://slow.writerscafe.org/treesinmyblood The original writings of author treesinmyblood en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776342684 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 DAY6 THURSDAY Iwake up in the morning, feeling something twisting in my stomach. It's faint,but there's certainly something there. My walk down to the kitchen isreasonably alive, instead of my usual half-dead shuffle. Maybe this will begood for me.Mymother is in the kitc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/treesinmyblood/1873402/ DAY5 CONTINUED WhenI get home, my mother is sitting in the backyard. The sun is only coveredslightly, so that's obviously reason enough to sit outside in tiny shorts and abarely-there top. Sometimes, my mother is a bit embarrassing. Most of the time,like now, she's completely .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/treesinmyblood/1873401/ DAY5 WEDNESDAY Todayis Wednesday. Today is my meeting with Jacqueline, my therapist. Let me tellyou about my therapist for a moment, before you meet her. Jacquelineis very steady, which I guess is a pretty good quality for a therapist. She'stall, and skinny. She s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/treesinmyblood/1873398/ DAY1 It'sthe night after my last exam. My mother is downstairs praying that I've passedall my tests. I'm just praying I've passed enough of them to not have to do itagain. There's nothing more awful than to have to be constantly surrounded bystressed out teenagers. Not to ment.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/treesinmyblood/1873390/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/treesinmyblood/1873388/