http://slow.writerscafe.org/tweetyfreek100 The original writings of author mouse en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776102877 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Wound                Here is a fct about me, I sleep with a night light.  I know a nineteen year old seems to old to sleep with one, but I am absolutly scared of the dark.  My parents allowed me to always sleep wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/708610/ MASK            Once again I am bored at school, sitting at lunch among a wide variety of teens.  Some might join it at what I am about to do.  “The weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful and since we have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/706899/ Mask            My mask is to simply act weird. Acting weird prevents the average person in this world form figuring me out. If people began to figure me out, they would eventually start to get board of me. People and my friends would need som.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/706877/ This Is MeI was blown from the rough concrete to the comforting softness of the green grassThen rushed to the milk jug and placed in a substance of pillowie gooey softnessWhen I was released! They put me within the coffee mug to go home inI was full of joy and my roots stretched within the d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/694066/ My snowThere are little white things falling from the skyIt’s like powdered sugar falling from the sky Every time it touchesA shiver goes down my spineVery clean yet very wetIt’s my sugar not me pet I dream of it before it comesIt goes so fast and now it’s doneCov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/694060/ My Dream Came TrueMy lips are sore and redYet he still kisses me upon my neckHe loves me and that was said Then he rushed me onto the deck  “I love you and I want you to say I do.”I said “I love you to And I want to spend the rest of my life with you.&rdqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/694049/ GarrettThrough my eyesI see myself as a piece of dirtSwept across the kitchen floorBeing shuffled under peoples feet You would think a mother’s love is greater than lifeBut all mine is, is a knifeShe picks threw me like a scabAlways tearing and wearingAll I am is an irritatio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/694042/ BubblesI sit, waiting for himWith bubbles covering my skinFeeling like a little kidA girl who waits with anticipationMy eyes lit upAs he slowly pull the curtain backHe puts one foot inI smile, he laughsHis amazing heat is so hotMy lips can barley kiss itAs the water slides agai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/694036/ Hands grabbed me, pulling all of me towards this bloody disaster. Placing my body in the center of danger, I chewed at the ropes tied around my wrists, I was scared.Sitting alone in the dark, I waited for death,But then hands began to pry my eyes open, causing me not to sleepI thought to m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/693455/ This is killing meMy body aches and then shattersShe grabs my heart bashing it up against the wallThis thing devourersLeaving just one piece That she grinds between her teethShe smashes me like the waves against the sandMy days are not anticipatedI can’t wait to dieI burn ins.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tweetyfreek100/693451/