http://slow.writerscafe.org/ShatteredSoul55 The original writings of author Sarah en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028686 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Just Read it, but reviews and ratings are always helpful. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/786955/ CHAPTER TENOne Mississippi.                I could feel a pair of eyes on me. I turned to see Ryan standing behind me, nervous and tense. His dark eyes bore into mine. I was frozen under it. He looked like he wanted to sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775894/ CHAPTER NINEThe next day came before I was ready. I woke up tired and restless despite the good night sleep I got. My handler was already sitting in my room, a plate full of a complimentary breakfast of biscuits and gravy. I ate, no longer able to withstand food. I licked the plate clean and held .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775892/ CHAPTER EIGHTRyan and I have gotten along better in the past few months now. We haven’t gotten close, not really. Since I kissed him on the forehead, he might have gotten even more distant. If I see him, he’s always doing something and doesn’t have any time for me. He ignores me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775891/ CHAPTER SEVEN When we step into the arena, we’re handed no weapons. I’m not sure if we are supposed to get weapons, but according to Jared, we are. I growl to myself thinking about how unfair they’re being. Oh well, all the more to show them what all of us are made of. The arena .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775890/ CHAPTER SIX When I wake up the next day eggs and bacon are waiting for me on the floor. The steak and potatoes from the previous night are gone. I ignore the gnawing hunger and kick the tray of food over. The eggs and bacon spill all over and make a huge mess on the floor. The door opens and a man.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775889/ CHAPTER FIVEThe cell is all white. The floor, ceiling, and walls are all white. It confuses me to a point where I get dizzy and have to hide my face from the rest of the world. The only color is me. Even the bed and toilet are white. The security camera I know they have in here is nowhere to be se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775887/ CHAPTER FOURI’m in the middle of a nightmare when the screaming wakes me up.                 I bolt upright and look around through groggy eyes. There is nothing moving in our little house. Everyone is still in a de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775886/ CHAPTER THREEOnly a day has passed since I’ve been in the stone house with the Drailer. He hasn’t attacked me or dropped any hints that he was a threat I should be wary of. Actually, he has barely looked at me the last twenty four hours. He sits there and stays alert, but he does not m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775885/ CHAPTER TWOWhen I wake up Ryan isn’t there. I sit up and look around through bleary eyes. The refugees are sleeping, their faces peaceful and serene. I look at the man we saved yesterday and he is wide awake too. He sees me looking and glares at me. I scowl and stand up. I grab my gun and st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775884/ Shattered Soul Chapter OneWhen I look out the little crack in the old cement house nothing strikes me as odd at first. The black streets are littered with maimed broken bodies and trash that flies around in even the slightest of wind. A small rundown motel across the black fractured street hol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775882/ They took everything from me. They aim to kill us. We aim to make things right in America. We aim to make them pay. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShatteredSoul55/775879/