http://slow.writerscafe.org/cityhomeless The original writings of author cityhomeless en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776088576 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Short story I wrote in 10th grade for a writing class. True story though. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/840324/ I long for adventure, for flight for a journey.I long for the rush of adrenaline, for deceleration.I dread the monotony of day to day basics.I feign for excitement and action.And although I long for activity and liveliness, I feel most at peace in a hushed space with the sound of alluring music.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/840311/ I stuff my feeling in a hole.Where I bury my heart and soul.And layer the cover with wood and nails.Then put on a mask that never fails.I listen, watch and shut my mouth.Make sure I shove my tears down south. I'll never let them break down the wall. That hides me, covers me; safe thick and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/840305/ On the steps leading to an abandoned alleyway.On a cold dark winter night.I took my first picture of the day.Of the first thing that came to sight.I cannot tell what the picture contained. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/840304/ What is religion?What is belief?Faith?Is it following a strict set of rules?Reading a certain book?Possibly, it is closing your mind to all other possibilities.Is religion based on loyalty to a certain church or label?If this is religion-as it appears to be in our day in age- then, I do not want it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839632/  Sometimes, when alone, I look at the reflection of my dull eyes; and being dull, they never really look back. Sometimes though, a flicker of light shines in the deep abyss of my pupils.Somewhere in the black depth of my eyes-the door to my soul flickers with life.But it is a lon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839623/    I never anticipated the effect he would have on me; on my life; on my perspective of life and everything around me. I never imagined that one person could turn so many lives upside down. How could I predict that so much turmoil; so much pain and sorrow and hurt and fear could have deriv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839445/       I never anticipated the effect he would have on me; on my life; on my perspective of life and everything around me. I never imagined that one person could turn so many lives upside down. How could I predict that so much turmoil; so much pain and sorrow and hurt and fea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839442/ Don't be fooled.Freedom is more than the virtous hopes of our founding fathers. It is more than the "American Dream", which has been long since dead.It is more than merely walking the streets without the permission of another.It is more than freely speaking when you choose;expressing anger o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839418/ Life is a circus; full of fools and observers; masses of people- thier faces unfamiliar- entertained and apathetic.Life is a moving cirlce. Round and round without the consent of those it dizzies. Embrace it. For it does not care whether you do or not; though your perception of it means everyt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839415/ I see resemblence to this nameless character and myself in the few traits we share and that I have felt this way at some point or another. She is not, however, a reflection of myself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839062/       Words are a powerful thing; when chosen carefully they can paint a picture of even the most complex wonders of the mind and universe. Now, seeing as I don't consider myself to be too complex, words should not fail me now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839041/           I honestly feel that one of the most difficult questions in the universe is, "how would you describe yourself?" I absolutely dread this question; partly because I have yet to fully discover myself and also because I believe that to require someo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839036/ An attempted description of me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cityhomeless/839025/