http://slow.writerscafe.org/Hachamecha The original writings of author Hachamecha en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775995336 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Alec and Alicia's story Protaginist: GirlSidekick(?): some odd monkey thing  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/1163906/ I'm leaving soonFrom this placeThis place I now call"home"Nobody really gives a s**t anywayBut I'm going to missLoving and hating them.Have I grown too used to this life?I think so too.Maybe Connecticut will hold somethingor nothing ar all.There are many confessions I have to makeIt doesn'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/1124816/ And then everybody fellInto oblivionThinking the world resplendent The cynical gone (Dead)Everybody languidWere these happy times?Were they?Were they? The government’s decisions Obscure and obscured Was everybody bourgeois?Or poor, and stric.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/1119551/ She's right infront of me,beautiful eyes so wide,trembling lips,tear stained cheeks.Hysterical laughter,she's trying to run away,but I set her free,by chopping off her head.La-la-la-la-lasing a happy tune,my hands are a bit stained,but I don't really mind.Jumping up and down,Looking for another,to f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/1101334/ eh. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/1101331/ For once, I will be truthfulNo lies, no cunning plans..Just Truth.  I want to die.  Aye, to throw away your life..It's selfish, especailly when I live comfortably.  But lately...Life isn't worth living.I'm not here, you can't hear me.No matter how many times .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/1061206/ Skeleton model to Venus Statue Oh beautiful, beautiful Venus.The smooth curve of your cheek...It never fails to unhinge my jaw whilst admiring it.But what am I, compared to you?I am just a bag of bones. Around me, people jostle me and make fun of me.But you, no! Never!They admire.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/1048918/ I stare at the knife in my hand,bringing it close to my faceMy eyes flicker leftIt's 9:00.Time to end the trickle of sand.  Laughter behind me-I hesitateDo I die tonight?How would I do it?Will they scream?Will I, whilst spiraling to Hell's gate? Sighing, I put the k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/1031703/ Harsh language, violence, torture, guts, blood, borderline rape, insanity, sadism, and tragedy. If you dislike the above, then DON'T READ. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/979541/ I envy death, you know In the eyes of society,I'm pretty low.Excuse me that I don't careReally, I don't See if that'll give you a scareI simply don't give a rat's assabout a lot of things so I'm that weird outcastI used to care a lot I was curious about everything But that w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/977574/ Iana wakes up and..? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/974808/ You're standing in the center of the room.Your choking  presence gives me a sense of doom. Laughing, shaking, hand full of decapitated hair. Come, let the flower of hatred bloom. Ax in one hand, body-less head in the other. Show me, reenact how you killed your mother. Hey, tell me, are you go.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/964916/ Petals falling slowly downPetals engulfingThe fragrance prevading mefacind death in theeye is hard, no? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/938742/ Giant squids eat little fishand little children tooTexas chainsaw massacureskill many peopleRed wood trees are really brown http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/938741/ Wearing a different facedifferent lines, thoughtsa chance to be somebodydifferent skin, tasteI can be somebody else http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/938739/ The straight jacket is too tighthallucinationswhispers of "you'll get better"I don't believe them'the demons will never leave http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/938738/ Levas looked at the menu in disinterest. The waiter hovered by, poised to take their order . “How may I take your order?” The waiter asked, his Japanese accent showing strongly through his English.“Blue marlin sashimi, outoro maguro, two miso soups, and agari for the kid,&rdquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/933524/ Chapter 8                Gehen quickly covered up his double take with a cough, and a shuffle of his feet. Vane peered at him underneath his jet black hair.           &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/895157/ I went into the shower, and felt days worth of filth running down, and into the drain. The shower had a green tea theme, right down to the body soaps, and face wash. There even was an Asian pattern (it had an air different from Japanese culture), decorating the faithfully green walls.When I finished.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/894364/ Thaed’s POVI finally found her. The Elemental. She fits the descriptions of the prophecy. She’s a fiery one, all right. I was surprised when the ground started to swallow me up, as if it had the mind of its own.I find comfort in the fact that I had the mind to call Eid and Daed over. If .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/894347/ I have dignity, you know. I didn't scream or cry. Please. I'm no fruit cake. Instead, I demanded them to let me go, squirming and kicking. There is a differenence.I heard agrunt as one of my legs connected to somebody."Let's put her to sleep," suggested a female voice. It belonged to Eid, one o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/894345/ Thaed's POVIt isn't everyday you see someone falling out of the sky. You are just walking around, then you see a figure hurling towards you, upside down. I caught a glimpse at her purple eyes, and they clearly stated that she wasn't afraid of death.A gun pointed at her head, and my appearance did no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/894343/ I was falling. I hate the feeling of roller coasters. Falling straight down is fun, but there is a difference. This is no ride, and I'm going to die as soon as I hit the ground.I didn't scream, or screw my eyes shut. Why waste your last seconds alive in terror?I looked up, and saw the stars shine br.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/894342/ I love books. Books based purely on fantasy. I like books about sci-fi, magic, and assassins. I love books about assassins. Am I psychotic? Probably. Insane? I guess you can say that.I glanced at the book on my desk. It's about an assassin named Thaed. He was sent on a mission to bring bac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/894341/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/894340/ Chapter 7                 MikeSaner shook his head. He shouldn’t have been so rash. But he knew that what Merlanewas telling Vane was inexcusable. It was humiliating that he, himself, would dothe same.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/891651/ Chapter 6                 Vanelooked at the black haired demoness in shock. Her hair came loose and intangles, and her eyes were alight with madness. Those same eyes had tearsrunning down, and it looked lik.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/886786/ Chapter 5                  Isweated, viciously battled Vane in Wii Tennis. It was intense. We kept gettinga ‘Duce’ for the past half hour.         &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/886743/ 6 cups raised 1 to the heavens1 towards the dark depths of Hell 1 to mother nature herself1 to the inhabitants of the worlds 1 to the universe and 1 to destiny6 cups raised 1 to the angels1 to the tortured screams1 to the tornadoes, and hurricanes1 to the anim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/886640/ I breatheI liveI grind my teethI don't like to giveI'm not selflessI'm not a stoicI'm not gutlessI'm not sickI'm meI like to be freeI like to be lovedTo be laughed withTo be covetedBut that is mythI am not realI don't existI don't belong under a sealgay, lez, popular, ugly, misfitI'm me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/886638/ Stab you in the backI stabbed you in the backthrow you on the rackputting on extra turnsthrowing you in the fireleaving you with burnswith poison of a seertruth shall blind Screams of the forgottenheads rolliron maiden, the guillitine chinese water torture Cut y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/886627/ Hating everything  It's not supposed to be this way.  My soul was supposed to sing  It was supposed to be merry and gay. I wasn't supposed to be the black sheep.  I didn't want to be the wild one To party all night instead of sleep As my parents said, the devil already won Kicked.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/886110/ You may think this is a dreamBut its not, how creepy this world may seem. Walking among the corpses, there is Denise Tortured bodies laying around, a gruesome show piecePurple-tipped brown hairDenise witnesses the biggest grinas she waltzed into a the black clad's churc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/884424/ See it?That is mommy's treasureYes, brother. It's delicate. I wonder?What would happen to you if you break it? (what are you doing?)I wonder...what would happen?Will she smack you?and love me more?  Please mommy..Love me more. (No-!)*Crash*.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/877972/ No matter how much you try to cheatYour foolishness be in vane...we will meetNo matter how young, old, crazy, sane. Emperor Huang Ti died trying for immortalityeven the doctors didn't know they liedthat quick silver is actually poisonous in realityNo matter how many years you trycursi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/875485/ Blasting music in my ears it's a sweet sensationTurn it up, until blood mixes with tearsIt's a mad temptation.I love the pounding beatThe music's making me deaf It's a way to cheat the talks around me, and theft It's my paradiseIgnore the talks around chattering and min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/875334/ Alice fell into wonderland The world of her dreamsWith a blood red queen who kills with a flick of her handThis kingdom is not what it seemsWith the mad hatter and Cheshire catDrinking tea and Leary grin While Alice, waltzed into the tea party and satOblivious to the frustr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/873570/ I have no consienceI do not know the waysof how this is proved by sienceit is what is is, do not question my ways It is easier to be evilyou have no worrieslock yourself awayno more quarrieslet your soul astray I am the one who makes you scream for vengenceI am the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/870346/  Chapter 4                I lay myself onto the bed (this time, with caution), and mulled over my feelings. This odd fluttering… It must be nerves. Not being around humans for a long time can make you paranoid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/863655/ Loyal loyal loyalTrashDumped by people with no moralYou may think them rash I will help you get over thingsAnd extra shoulder to cry onYou cannot deny the warmth that it bringsYet when you don’t need me, you throw me away, gone. I will be your friendNever going .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/863518/ The heavyness in my chestI feel like i inhaled broken glasscutting me up, with gruesome jest,with jarred mass.... ..... I can't take the pain anymoreIt's not something  I can't keep to ignore...[ignore][ignore][ignore] ... Whispers....Stop..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/847796/ Oh, splinter in my footSneaky little piece of wood, Originating from the bottom of my boot Getting in as far as you could.Get the fudge outYou suck,A lot. What luck.A sigh of satisfactionAll that pinching and squirming paid off stupid splinter, you were but a distractionOne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/847225/ I don't like thisbeing aliveit sucks, I wouldn't missa single thing, this unhealthy vibe. ARGH! I want to throw everything on the floorscream in rage, ignore the pounding on my doorI want out, out of this cage! A body is just an envelope.you can do whatever you l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/843890/ I bled for you every dayyour presence always held my emptiness at bay  I know you'd never return this feeling but I waited still, heart reeling  Questioning my love in your mind but I'm completely yours, you will always find If.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/838720/ falling in a dark abyssDeath's frosty KissI'm falling in what isFor eternal time, complete blissI would never misslaughter, light; my existence is this http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/838707/ I didn't think you'd go far as to sayYou'd die for me every day  But I couldn't return those feelingslove, infectious seedlings I left you many a nightbloody, telling me I'm your light I was sure your feelings were taintedBut for me, you trailed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/837491/ Chapter 3                  After a few minutes, the feeling of giddiness disappeared. The hop in my step turned to a slow trod, and my face going back into its neural state. Vane chatted about the purposes of each ro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/837486/ We were in love, you and mebut it was that love that blinded me to seethat the joy in your eyesdimmed and was diminishing as it driesyou left me broken-heartedYearning for the love that had departed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/832561/ Prowling soulget out of the waydon't want to bother it from the goaldon't listen and comes forth a bad day Wanting restwanting redemptionstriving for the best giving into temtation The world in graywanting out keep the anger at bayovoide the anguished shout of t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/831516/ Chapter 2                  Vane walked steadily through the halls of the Dome. I walked beside him, and one point, he looked down and said, “why do you walk on all fours?”, probably wanting to fill in the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hachamecha/831511/