http://slow.writerscafe.org/MistyNeslen The original writings of author Misty Neslen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776000680 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I woke up feeling the pounding of my head as the sun gleamed in on me from the window. Instinctively I tried to rub at my temples but I couldn't. I was extremely dizzy, opening my eyes I starred at the ceiling that seemed to move on its own. I again tried to move, but I couldn't move my hands or my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistyNeslen/2097695/ The rest of the term went rather well with limited alterations with him and his friends. A few of them being rather embarrassing. Like the time he shoved me up against a locker because he felt like it, or the time he dragged me into the boys bathroom and tied me to a stall and left me there. He had .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistyNeslen/2097694/ Start of Senior Year"Hey Freak, stay out of my way!" 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Can Genesis save her kind and return the world to what it was? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistyNeslen/1883015/ "Put her in the back, with all the rest of the stuff." Waking up I felt myself being lifted and thrown into a vehicle of some sort. "Damn" I swore silently as I hit the hard floor of where ever I was, I couldn't see anything. They had put something over my head. I tried to move, findi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistyNeslen/1882333/ The wind whipped at my long curly frizzy Blonde hair as I fumbled with my back-pack trying to find my keys to open the door to the house. I pull the key out and shakily plunge it into its hole, but it wouldn't turn."Dang it" I hissed. I really hated the winter time, it was so depressing and cold. It.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistyNeslen/1882332/ One word to describe me? Hmmmm. It would probably be a tie between nerd and loser! Yup, that's how I would describe myself... A Nerdy Loser! 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