http://slow.writerscafe.org/A7XRica The original writings of author TheMizFit en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775985202 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'd like to be a stuffed toy, Soft and cuddly and cuteI'd like to be a stuffed toy, I'm here when you need meI'd like to be a stuffed toy, I'll listen to you all the timeBut there's a riskWould I want to be a stuffed toy? You leave me all aloneWould I want to be a stuffed toy? You forget me just lik.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/752078/ I realize I write really nice poems when I'm depressed, but they're all so... sad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/751334/ Someone to lean on,      someone like you.Someone who cares,I think I need someone,     Someone like you.You make me happy,Seeing you smile,it melts my heartIt makes me smile.You make me sad,When you're not thereNo shoulder to cry on,All alone on a corner.You confuse me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/748962/ Chapter XII woke up the next day filled with glee. From this day on, mylife would be full of happiness. No more Gena. No more abusive stepmother. Justa life with my father and stepbrother. I went downstairs after I took a quick bath and ate breakfastwith Gerald and dad. Dad cooked the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/747735/ This is actually the second version of this story. It makes me laugh because of how much I've changed it for the better. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/741296/ Chapter X“What about me, Gerald?” I was shocked. Gena was there. Gena waslistening. “What are you doing here?” I asked and I know she hinted therudeness in my voice. “I was looking for Gerald, and I found him here, about to saysomething about me. How m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/741220/ Chapter IXI sat on the couch, thinking about what just happened. I wastired. I’m starting to think all of the things that happened today weren’treal. I just had to sleep and then tomorrow, I’ll know if all of these weretrue.  “Wake up, sunshine!” .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/741219/ Chapter VIIIMy head was aching too much. I closed my eyes tightly. I didn’twant to see my surroundings. What if I’d end up in another world? No. After afew seconds which felt like years, my head stopped spinning. I felt a solidground beneath me but my eyes will still tightly sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/732641/ A Good Charlotte one-shot. I was kind of inspired by the song "Here Without You" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/730529/ 3 DaysLater Matthew’sPOV: Negatingthe few things that Cass told me about Sandra, Sandra was a really nice person.She was fun to be with and she’s really funny. I see the family resemblancebetween her and Cass. Ever since that day that I met Sandra, I&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/729993/ Cassadee’s POV: I lockedmyself in my room as my parents brought Cassandra to the airport. Cassandra ismy sister. She’s older by 5 years. Ever since I started thinking, Cassandra hadalways been a competition in my eyes. Every time I found a way to show myparents I&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/729992/ Just a story divided into two parts. This is also my entry for my big sis' contest in Polyvore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/729991/ Chapter VII“Nerice?” I heard a voice as I gained consciousness. I slowlyopened my eyes. “Nerice, are you okay?” I saw Darnell as I completely opened myeyes. “Of course she’s not! She just fainted; how stupid can you getDarn-ell?” Blaze shouted .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/728914/ This was my second attempt to fight depression which wasn't going so well. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/727674/ just a poem I wrote earlier... in an attempt to fight back my depression, but I failed badly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/727577/ Chapter VI“Those pictures you saw, that’s my story,” he started. I wasgetting more and more confused every second. “What I’m going to tell you, it’snot easy to believe it. But since you’re the only one who’ve seen me change myeye color&hellip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/726446/ Chapter V“I know him,” he said. “From somewhere.” “You know no one would take you seriously if you’d answer likethat.” I told him, now I was annoyed. He wasn’t answering truthfully and he wasmaking it obvious.“I’m not lying,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/721081/ Make way for the 11-year old Rica. Sorry if you don't like it, I was only 11 . . . or maybe 10. I forgot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/719217/ Chapter IV            “Are you okay? You look like youdidn’t get enough sleep.” Blaze asked me as we were entering our classroom. Ihad slight eye bags and I feel really tired. I only had an hour of sleep. Ireally don&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/717323/ Chapter III“Nerice!Wash the dishes!” Gena shouted from downstairs as I was supposed to enter myroom. I ran downstairs, rolling my eyes. AsI started washing the dishes, Gena merrily watched television and Gerald justwent up to his room, obviously facing the computer. I jus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/713561/ Just a 30stm fanfic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/712075/ Chapter IIWhatBlaze did seriously changed my view of him. And if you’re wondering, he was madat that time. He only used quite big words when he’s mad, but even if he was,he sounded calm. Sad thing was, although it kind of changed my view of him, itdidn’t affect Gena, ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/710801/ Chapter IFreedom!No stepmother, no stepbrother, just me. Well, at least there are times of theday wherein I’m all alone in the house. I’d seriously choose being all bymyself than with my stepmother and stepbrother. Trust me, if you wereme, you’d rather be alone. Thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/700885/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/695363/ This is a story about two best friends who didn't end up so well. Just read on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/684787/ A Better TomorrowI would want a better tomorrow.A tomorrow that everyone would want to borrow.A successful gain,That was the result of pain.I won't forget my yesterday,Because it taught me the value of everyday.From these I learned,And success was earned.Now that I started it,No one else will end it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A7XRica/681679/