http://slow.writerscafe.org/riamongoso The original writings of author thelazyelephant en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041360 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It's done. It's finally done.Brad was kind enough to pay for everything. Plus, it didn't even take that long. Knowing Brad, he has a lot of connections with stuff like this. And I am very grateful for that. I'm all set. School starts next week and mom bought me the things I needed. Clothes, boo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/843010/ This is a continuation for 'Faith.. Hope.. Love?' And the story goes on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/842991/ Everyone was dancing on the dance floor. A cheesy love song was on and it was quite cute. Couples dancing together. It was just like a school dance. Except most of the people here were older than I am. Obviously. Most of them had the same sparkle in their eyes just like my mom when she was walking d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/831327/ As the others left the church, Jake and I just stood there on the altar. Mesmerized at what just happened right before our eyes. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at the floor, smiling. Seriously, he looked so good in that tux. "Some wedding, huh?" he finally broke the silence"Yeah. It.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/831320/ The Pastor read something from the Bible. It was from 1 Corinthians 13"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no records of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/831316/ 2 and a half months later.My mother is getting married.Here. In Paris. So romantic. (Ew, did I just think that?) After a long time of organizing the entire thing; having sleepless nights, panicking because the wedding dress wasn't finished yet, the caterers were behind schedule-- the day has finally.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/831297/ Weird. What's a letter doing in a book? The owner probably might have used it as a bookmark. I looked to who it was addressed to. Surprisingly it was for my mother. This must be 20 years old. What could be written in it? Does the book belong to my mother, too? Would she would get mad at me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/831289/  Amazing.Last night was just amazing. He was sitting so close to me. After being separated from each other for a very long time, we finally got to talk again. Like, REALLY talk. I'm glad he's in my life. I wouldn't have found God, and I definitely wouldn't feel this peaceful.I got up and drew t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/818234/  Beautiful. That's the only word I could ever think of whenever I look at her. She's very, very beautiful. I think I kinda like her. Well, I've always liked her. Should I tell her? No, I can't. It might ruin our friendship. But every part of me wants to hold her. Right here. Righ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/818221/  Happy and contented.As I broke off the hug, everyone from outside came in with smiles on their faces. They all gave us the "What-did-you-do" look."Well, obviously we missed out on a lot of happenings tonight." Nana said as she winked at me"It's not really what it looks like--" Jake said defens.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/818218/  Plan?He motioned over to sit on the couch. Desperate to sit beside him, I followed. Well, mostly because I wanted to know more about "His plan"."I want to tell you a story." he said as he smiled"Okay. What is it about?" I smiled back"It's a love story.""Oh. Alright."A love story? Seriously? Ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/818209/  Shaking. My hand is shaking.As I went inside the house, I could feel my sweat. I was so nervous. I didn't know how to talk with a guy like him.. I sat down on the kitchen counter and put my  hands in my face. I felt really, really tired. And sleepy. He went to the fridge to get .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/765148/  ...He smiled at me. Such a charming smile. We sat across each other. Perfect view, right?Brad, Tristan, and Grandpa were our chefs for the night. Their specialty, steak with mashed potatoes. I forgot to tell them that I'm vegetarian now, but just this one time won't hurt, right? Besides, there.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/763730/  I'm scaredI heard them all talking in the living room as I went down the stairs. They were all laughing and giggling and seemed excited. Why are they excited?I decided to eavesdrop for a while. Maybe catch up on what they were talking about."Jake, my mother said that you saw Maggie earlie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/763719/  WowSo I actually look like my mom. What a surprise. I think my mouth was open for about 15 seconds in amusement. How could I have not seen this before? If I had known I would've considered getting contact lenses. The thing is.. it's expensive, and they look so irritating."Maggie, dear. Ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/763711/  SighI'm good with Brad now..I felt a heavy burden has been lifted from my shoulders. But somehow I still feel nauseous and uneasy. Could it be that I'm excited to finally meet the guy-- Jake.. ? No. It can't be. I don't really think he's that cute. But I gotta admit, he's got drop-de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/763165/  Here I go.So I actually finally got everything together with my brother and mother. FINALLY.I went out the back porch looking for my mom's boyfriend. So there he was.. teaching my brother how to do a perfect swing with the baseball bat. I didn't actually think that my brother would be into thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/762639/  Uneasy.Well, now that I've somehow mended my relationship with my brother, it's time to mend my relationship with my mom and her, dare I say it.. boyfriend.I went down to the living and found my mom looking at photo albums. I took a deep breath."Mom?" I sat down beside her"Yes, dear. Is there .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/762617/  What to wear? GAH!What am I supposed to wear? Wait, why am I thinking about what I want to wear? I should act like I am not interested in him. Yeah, I'll do that. Awesome plan.I shall unpack my things.. starting now."Heard you got a date tonight, baby sis!" Tristan excitedly walked into m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/762612/  WHY?I felt so confused. I honestly haven't felt like this before in my entire life. So after the afternoon tea, I went up to my room and locked myself in. I took out my journal, not diary, and wrote about today's happenings.*knock* *knock*"Who is it?" I yelled."It's Nana, sweeti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/762604/  Yay.The moment we got home, my grandmother asked me to do a little fashion show for her with all the things that she bought for me. It actually looked like she was more excited than I was. Maybe it's just because she hasn't seen me for a long time and that she missed doing these kind of things.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/762600/  Fun.Me and my grandmother were like best friends. We shopped, walked, laughed, ate and had fun together. My first real fun after the accident.Nana couldn't resist buying me anything she finds pretty and unique for me. She said that dresses looked better on me. And of course, it's kind of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/761656/  Happy.I had never felt this happy since...I really didn't want to remove all the joy and memories I used to have. I still know happiness. It's just that I still wasn't over about the night my father passed away. My grandmother took me to the room I will be staying. Oh yeah, we'll be stayi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/761636/  Sunset.We waited 5 hours before we got on the plane.After listening to songs in my iPod for an hour, I decided to read a good book while being totally bored on the plane. It was a romantic novel. Romance.Hearing that word gives me chills. Maybe because I had never experienced the said wor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/761628/   Great.I never thought I'd actually go to Paris. I mean, you know, literally going there.I may be geeky, but there was not one day I had not dreamed of travelling the world. Going to different countries, learning their culture. I think it's every girl's dream to go to Paris. Drink te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/761618/  Finally.The first word I thought of the moment we got off the car. I loved the ambiance of airports, the feeling of travelling to another country and coming back home. A whole new adventure for a girl like me; typical, geeky, sometimes called a loser by other people..The chilly feeli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/761612/ This story is about a girl who, after her father's death, will learn how to let go, forgive and to fall in love all because of the people around her who cared. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riamongoso/761609/