http://slow.writerscafe.org/Inaa- The original writings of author Carina Baylon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776108819 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I was running in a grassfield that I had no recognition to.My feet were taking me places I didn't know of, leading me to different places as if they had a mind of their own. I stopped at a pair of swings wondering why it's here out of all places in the middle of.. Wait, where the heck am I? I looked.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inaa-/780657/ He's someone who matters. I'm not. Caleb's the quarterback at my high school. He's the one everyone wants to be friends with and hook- up with, I'm not. He's flawless, I'm not. He's beautiful, I'm not http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inaa-/780651/