http://slow.writerscafe.org/BrietheCheese37 The original writings of author Brie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990556 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Textsfrom Jasmine, Amber, and StephanieJasmine:What did Mrs. P say, Steph?Stephanie:Suspended for four days, detention forthe remainder of next week + some damn project with the crazy b***hAmber:What Cheryl did was insane. She definitelyhumiliated herselfJ: What are you t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrietheCheese37/1941422/ The sounds of crickets and grasshoppers fill up the atmosphere, erupting in my ears. I blink my eyes open to see branches and vibrant green leaves swinging above me. The sky is becoming a mixed of violet, magenta pink, orange-red, and yellow, almost like Linda’s hair. Lifting myself up a littl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrietheCheese37/1941420/ Okay, so I lied.I am not originally from Clifford Heights. Honestly, I don’t know who wants to call this place their hometown. 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