http://slow.writerscafe.org/Blessed_Angel The original writings of author Blessed_Angel en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021475 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is a true story of someone close to me..... Me! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/1026240/ Growing up in a harsh world is what Lilia and David had to do. Loosing there mother at young ages they were forced to fight and kill to survive. In a world with ten feet beasts you need to killToLive http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/987402/ Sounds O' ChangeSamantha JohnsonStop!...Stop!...Listen!...It's the sound of change!Swooping across the grounds,That makes you cringe.STOP!...Listen!...It draws near,The sound of change is almost here.Don't try to doge it,or you'll regret it.Stop!...Just Listen!...The sounds of change is gl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/987355/ No Wait!Stop!Pleases!Crying out loud and yet no one hears.They all stand there and watch me with blank stairs.I am scared and powerless,I need some help anyone.Yet no one comes to my rescue,and i am still trapped.Help!Anyone!Hello!?!I listen for a response but nothing,Just blank mindless zombies on .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/894929/ This is a poem i just wrote on the top of my head. It is about all those people who are out there and feel alone and worthless. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/889778/ The day the world stood still was a normal day in NewYork City. People were racing down the streets trying to get to work. Cars inthe road were screaming at one another with the beeps of the horn. No one everknew what was going to occur on that faithful day on June 27, 2020. Many peoplen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/829940/ In the distant future the world will soon become over ran by a mutain animal. Only a few have survied the huge massacure but now the question is will the human race continue? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/829939/ Anger!Anger is a strong pain,It can turn you into something you're not,and make you regret who you become.It can force you to kill the ones you love,or cause you to go insane.Anger is a silent killer;who knows nothing but death,and can hypnotize anyone who gets in its path.You can't run from it,You .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/828515/ The sound of thunder a cracking in the skysends a fright as it goes by.The Winds a whipping through the airFly's by with out a care.Rain a tappinga tapping on your heads,as you lay quietly in your beds.The sounds of a storm sweeping the night, sends little children to b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/815848/ We are Wolves.Brave strong and majestic,We laugh we cry,We feel pain and we die.We are alive,The calls we make fill the skiesWhen we grieve for the one that dies,We are Wolves.Running through the land,as fast as we can,Felling the wind on our face,this is an amazing place.Some may say we are mean,an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/814882/ I do what is asked but yet i get yelled at,I clean the floors and do my chores,but yet i still get yelled at.You try to tell me that i don't do s**t,and try to tell me you do everything,but i know it is all lies,Sometimes i swear you only see it your way,and you never listen to what i say,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/800571/ Every night i cry when you are goneThe tears seem to flow like a endless water fall.I know that you will come home to me, i hope it's with a beating heart and love in your eyes.Don't worry my sweetsand don't you be a afraidThose who took you will soon have it made.If they hurt a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/796927/ "Waite! Are you telling me that Becky is the one out to kill me." Sloveig paced back and forth unable to take all this in. Becky was her best friend and now she is out to kill her. Sloveig turned to Arista ."So tell me is she a wolf too?""Jessica she is something worse much .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/794629/  The talents of a young child is lostbut yet not forgotten.The love of a father is lostbut yet still not forgotten.The memory of that tragedy is lostbut will never be forgotten.The memories of those who lost their livesten years ago today will never be forgotten.Take your hands in one anotheran.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/793680/ Screaming at the top of my lungsbut you can't hear me.  Scratching at the wallstill my fingers bleed.Banging at the doortrying to get free.I cry to the heavens,For some salvation,but yet no one hears me.No one cares about a lonelychild taken from home.Do they even try to find me?Do they ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/793671/ Take My Heart!Take my heart in your hands,and never let it go.Let me take yours in mineand we shall know.That our love is meantto grow.So take my heart and keep it warm,Don't you ever let it get torn.Never give it up,and never get it lost.Take my heart and rap it up with a bow.Keep it with you so th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/789867/ Must my life turn to hell,And drag me along with it.Must it try to break my heart,and take the one i love.I don't understand,how i hurt you so much,and how it came to this?I just want my life back,and you with it.I just want to understand,how you feel,and how i can help.No matter what happens in the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/780035/ This story is based on real events. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/768882/ You may drive me crazy,every single day,but when you smile that all goes away.the twinkle in your eyes,shine brighter than the stars,the smile upon your face is bigger than mars.no madder how much you squirm,or how much you shriek,i just want to get a little peak.your my little g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/768396/     "WHAT THE HELL!"Solveig shouted as the bag was pulled off her head. She was not sure who had taken her and what was their reason. Solveig turned to the man her eyes flared with anger. "You better have a good reason for taken me like this. Or i will kill you!" The man scratched his head.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/767320/ The sounds of love is something you can here,it is the beating of a heart next to another,the chiming of a sole beginning to grow.The sounds of love come in many sizes,some are big as the universe,others small as an atom,but they all play the same role.Love is priceless,and it is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/767308/   "Solveig i thought you were coming?"She turned around with lucillians words still buzzing in her ear. 'Do not trust them'. Solveig rubbed her temples and nodded."Yeah i am coming i just.." She paused and scanned the room. In the corner she saw a vase. "I just was admiring that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/765407/ How can one be so mean,when the world is hell,When their are people crying in the night.How can you go around calling names,when their are wars to be tamed,and people to save.I just don't understand,How can someone be so cruel,when the world is cruel enough to you.How can one take a life,and st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/765373/ You have stolen my heart,with those comforting hands.Have taken my breath away,with those eyes.But yet i don't know why,i still cry.I still think that this was meant to be,the love that we share,between you and me.Hope and happiness, that is the key,that brings you,closer to me.N.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/765309/   Tears streamed down her face as she read the last line over and over again. He only wanted her to be happy and to live a good life but what he probably did not think about is that she could never live a happy life with out him. He was her whole world, her whole existence and no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/764843/ No one ever expects the dark to consume them,to take them slowly and painfully,to rip them apart and watch them scream.The dark is a killer,Just a shadow ready to strike,to take one life after another.It does not care how much you cry,or how much you plead,it enjoys the torment that it giv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/764541/ Everyone needs a second chance,to make up on the wrong they did,to just start over with a new life.Everyone deserves the chance,to sing a new song to the heavens,to listen to the angles weep with joy.No matter who you are,or what you did,you deserve a Second Chance,to a new life.You d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/764110/ Jessica turned to Kur her eyes were glowing with anger. How could they expect her to fight him. How could she fight him it was not human not human at all but their is one problem to that she was not human not any more."What are you waiting for jessica. This is part of your test. Figh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/763963/  Little rain drops fall from the sky,One by one by one Oh my,Those pesky little rain drops falling from the sky.Tiny little bumble bees buzzing in my ear,Buzz buzz buzz, Bu buzz i hear,Oh those tiny little bumble bees buzzing in my ear.Little puppy dogs barking at trees,Bark bark bark Bark oh t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/763465/ "Kyra..""Hum?""I know i should not be asking this and i know i should not have eased dropped but do you know anything that Lucillian and Kur and that other girl meant when they said 'it did not go as planned..the child lives' What do they mean by that?" Kyra stopped scrubbing her fingers t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/763286/ Walking down the dark rode, still in wolf form, Jessica could not come to her senses that this was actually happening to her.It was actually real, Werewolves were actually real. Jessica shook her head trying to wake her self up. "This is not happening not this it is not. Not to me. I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/762822/ Falling is said to be like flying,The wind in your face and sky above,The birds around you and the ground below,The sun shinning bright and the rivers still flow,Falling is said to be like flying.Falling is said to be like flying,Their is that one second of freedom,And one that one moment where you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/762307/          The sound of a alarm clock sent Jessica flying out of bed. Her hair a total reck and her eyes were half shut as she stumbled out of  bed and in to the bathroom. Looking at her self in the mirror she let out os sigh of disgust. She looke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/761127/ Jessica Kay was an ordinary girl. She had friends, familiy, problems just like you. That all changed when she came across this boy with glowing eyes. At first it scared her but then she seemed to fall for this boy. With her life changing as fast as it already is Jessica is faced with a decision that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/761123/ Book Description on next page. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/761122/ You're my little rose,From the top of your head, to your little toes,You're my little rose.You might drive me crazy some days,You might just make me scream,But i love you even more,Even your little nose,Cuz you are my little rose.The smells you put out makes me cringe,but your smile makes me si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/760896/ The last kisses,The last good byes,the last hug,and the last touch.You never know when it could be the last,The last time you hold each other,The last time you look in each others eyes,The last time you say i love you.Time and fate work in different ways,It can take and give,It can lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/759650/ CRASH!the sound of vases slamming across the wall.SLAM!The way you were pushed through the door.SLAP!The hand of the one you once loved flying across your face.BELLOW!They way you cry out in pain for help.SLASH!The way the knife slid across your throat.KA BOOM!The sound of a heavy fal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/759625/ What is love?This is a question i ask my self to much.Is love something you can buy,or something that you can earn.Can you rap it up like a gift,or do you have to find it in this mazecalled life.What is love?Can you find it in a store next to the beds,or is it next to the toys?Is love in the ai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Blessed_Angel/756162/