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			<title>Prolouge</title>
			<description>On a hill, far from civilization and any HUMAN BEING. Theres an old myth. Every year on the annerversaery of a childs death. The last person she sees at sunset will be killed at sunset the next day. This childs name is Daneille.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/804511/</link>
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			<title>An Old Myth</title>
			<description>PROLOUGE&amp;nbsp;On a hill, far from civilization and anyHUMAN. Theres an old myth. Every year on the annerversery h of a childs death. the last person she sees at sunset will be killed at sunset the next day. this childs name is Daneille.&amp;nbsp;CHAPTER 1&amp;nbsp;&quot; We're what!? &quot; Kate asked&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/804502/</link>
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			<title>blinded by chains</title>
			<description>I've been blinded by chains for so long, its hard to see when their gone.so cold, so dark.depression has taken over my life.it's hard to do anything even breathe.Living is almost unbearable,life is just not important anymore.&amp;nbsp;I can&amp;nbsp;see a small light at the end of the hall,after so long of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/797524/</link>
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			<title>Bump in the night</title>
			<description>not done but its a start</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/786260/</link>
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			<title>Im afraid</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&quot;Hello, Sabrina. Lets get started&quot;&quot;lets get this over with'&quot;Okay, Are you afraid of anything?&quot;&amp;nbsp;Im afraid to slip up,and get hurt again.&amp;nbsp;afraid to show my true self,and be hated for it.&amp;nbsp;afraid to do something stupid,and regret it.&amp;nbsp;afraid im not trusted,even though people &quot;sa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/767701/</link>
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			<title>Strange emotions</title>
			<description>my heart no longer in my chest,where it belongs.My emotions scattered across the floor.I feel these feelings,but cannot put them into words.&amp;nbsp;My face red, ready to cry.ready to scream,but there are no tears.why are there no tears appon my face?My body trembles, I try to stop,I try to break loose..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/763113/</link>
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			<title>C'ya</title>
			<description>just something tht one of my frnds told me made me make this so this is dedicated to kiauna! this is her additude in my words! hehe</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/762556/</link>
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			<title>Questions</title>
			<description>I lost them,again.this isn't fairWithout them,there's a new pit in my chest.I'm lost again,how will i find my wayWhats happening to mewhy does this happen to mehow will i heal this timewill i ever healI have so many questions but,I feel no one is listeningno one caresWhats going onwho can answer the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/761816/</link>
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			<title>Is this</title>
			<description>When I saw you I got a weird feeling in my tummyWhen I heard you voiceMy stomach flippedWhen I saw your smileI felt a weird warmth in my chestIs this loveorIs this a trick of the heart</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/761526/</link>
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			<title>Your hand</title>
			<description>I took your hand when i needed toI took your handwhen i needed helpI took your handwhen you were hurt when i was hurtI took your handwhen I cried when you cried...when we criedYou pulled your hand awaywhen I needed you the mostYou tried to take my handwhen you needed itI pulled it awayYou reached fo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/761488/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>&quot;how long does it take you to walk two blocks?&quot; Jessi asked Luna as soon as she was close enough. &quot;I ran into Jessica&quot; she answered.&quot;oh nevermind. so what she say this time?&quot; &quot;something about me headed to the vet&quot;.&quot;oh that old one, she can never come up with new ones Ha!&quot;Luna cracked up and Jessi as..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/761194/</link>
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			<title>I try</title>
			<description>I try to make it through my lifemy wayI try to make it through these lieswondering why&amp;nbsp;If I was dead or still alive would you&amp;nbsp;careIf I was lying in a ditch would you help me&amp;nbsp;I try to flybut Im crashing downI try to runbut I keep triping&amp;nbsp;I try to open my eyesbut their wired shut b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/760426/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>As Luna walked in her house her mother said &quot; where have you been young lady? do you know what time it is? and who was that in the car?&quot;. Luna gave her mother a look that ment none of your business and walk up to her room.&amp;nbsp;Luna locked the door and turned her back to the door.&amp;nbsp;She let her b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/760381/</link>
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			<title>chapter 1</title>
			<description>Luna was walking silently down the street at 10:46. It was cold, colder than usual for a summer night. She could't shake the weird feeling she was being followed. But she knew it was just the moon, or was it?           She thought it might be Chance. Luna stoped and yelled chances name out. But no o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/757912/</link>
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			<title>The moons daughters</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/757904/</link>
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			<title>Invisible</title>
			<description>I want to shine,But I'm scared to try.&amp;nbsp;I want to run,But my legs just walk&amp;nbsp;I want to wake up from this nightmarer,But the nightmarer isn't a dream.&amp;nbsp;I want to be myself,But It's hard to tell people this.&amp;nbsp;I want people to see me,But I'm just invisible to everyone.&amp;nbsp;I want peopl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/757110/</link>
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			<title>Dieing Angels</title>
			<description>Have you ever seen a angel cry?It's a horrible sight.Their beautiful faces covered with tears,I try to wipe their tears away.&amp;nbsp; But I can never reach them.&amp;nbsp;Have you ever heard a angel scream?It's a&amp;nbsp;horrifying sound.Their amazing voices shattered.I try to quiet them.before their voices ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/756067/</link>
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			<title>Now</title>
			<description>These feelings are here again.And I think their here to stay.Their here screaming at me.Screaming &quot;Your useless, Useless!&quot;&quot;Your never going to be happy as long as we're here!&quot;Their screaming so loud.&amp;nbsp;I can't take it anymore.I'm sick of the voices I'm hearing!I want to get ride of them.but how?&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/756066/</link>
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			<title>Emotional pain</title>
			<description>Why can't I forget my past?Why can't I leave it somewhere and forget it?My past is eating me alive,My heart feels like stoping.But I tell it to keep beating on.My sorrow is eating my soul,And my life.I want to just tell somebody,But I can't form the words.Whenever I try to talk to someone,I feel lik..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/754713/</link>
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			<title>Backstabbers</title>
			<description>backstabbing friends are fuking idiots!if they want to backstabb someone they need to luk in the fukin mirror nd to it to themselves,f**k all those backstabbers out there in the world.they just need to crawl iin a ditch and die there.backstabbers need to find something else to do for a fuking living..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/754350/</link>
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			<title>I</title>
			<description>  I like others in this world want to be themselfs,not someone made from others likes      and others wants,needs,and desires.I dont want theirs,I want my own.....What I want is there to be a world of people that dont pretend to be what their not...I want them to be themselfs, so people ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/753991/</link>
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			<title>A Boy and a Girl</title>
			<description>(girl) Am I pretty?(boy)no.(girl) Do you want to be with me forever?  (boy)no.  (girl) If I walked  away would you cry? (boy) ..............no.She heard enough and she was hurt, she walked away,tears ran down her face,the boy grabbed her arm....(boy)Your not p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/753989/</link>
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			<title>my emotions</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;hide my emotions behind a mask of happiness,&amp;nbsp;I push people away when I need them the most,&amp;nbsp;but only you can make me feel loved when I'm hated,&amp;nbsp;only you can make me smile when I frown,&amp;nbsp;only you can make me laugh when I want to cry,&amp;nbsp;and only you are on my mind ever..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/753983/</link>
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			<title>Pretty?</title>
			<description>Pretty...............what does it mean??is it were your skin is clear?is it were you have no falws??What is it??I know what it is.its were you are not afraid to be yourself.its were you dont try to be someone your not.its were your independent.its......................YOU!!!NO ONE ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/753982/</link>
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			<title>My Sorrow</title>
			<description>...Just my feelings and thoughts.....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/753979/</link>
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			<title>Destiny calls for sacrifice</title>
			<description>She was running, running, running. But from what? She wouldn't look back to see who or what was chasing her, She heard this weird breathing behind her. Then suddenly there was more footsteps behind her. How could one person become two? Salem asked herself. Then Salem triped over something, She cryed..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/752921/</link>
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			<title>Alone</title>
			<description>I feel tearsI want to cryThe tears wont come.But Im mad.Theres this pain.That wont go away.My heart feels weak.I feel so light headed.My body wants to go limp.But I wont let it.Im fighting my own thoughts.They keep telling me to do something.But I refuse too.Im fighting my own personal war,Alone.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/752689/</link>
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			<title>Help me...?</title>
			<description>Im trying to make everyone around me happy.While Im hurting and hiding inside.When will it be my turn to be happy?Im trying to fit in,But Im just an outsider.Should I come out?Should I keep hiding?Is the burning going to stop?Or will I have to suffer longer?What am I going to do?help me...?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/752685/</link>
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			<title>If I could be</title>
			<description>If I could be any part of youI'd be your tears,To be conceived in your heart,born in your eyes,live on your cheeks,and die on you lips.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/752684/</link>
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			<title>Romeo and Juliet</title>
			<description>Roses are RedViolets are BlueRomeo loved JulietBut not as much as I love you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/752683/</link>
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			<title>Learning to breathe</title>
			<description>I was just learning to breathe, when you walked&amp;nbsp;into my life.I was just getting my heart put back together.Thats when you caught my eye,I was in the dark,not letting anyone in.when I smile,It doesnt reach my eyes.I was just learning to breathe,When you stole my breathe fromo me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/752682/</link>
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			<title>Make me </title>
			<description>Make me shine brighter than the sun,Make me laugh more than anyone,Make my eyes glisten than the evening stars,Make me feel something no other has,Make me happy the way you always do,Surprise me and make me jump,&amp;nbsp;Than hold me like theres no tomorrow.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/752681/</link>
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			<title>Every Heart</title>
			<description>Every heart has pain ,Only the way of expression is different.Girls hide it in their glistening eyes,And boys hide it in their daring smiles.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SabrinaDemartini/752680/</link>
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