http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ashton%20Blake The original writings of author Ashton Blake en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775964410 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It was a dark and stormy night I just had fallen asleep after having the most amazing love I had ever had before.my wife lay naked next to me had the most beautiful body I had ever seen. The next morning we awoke she was in the kitchen cooking breakfast while I was in the living room. After we had e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/1308029/ sad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/1302379/ Hello,        My name is Ashton Barrow if you are reading this I must be dead.I'm going to tell tell about  parts of my life. Here it is .  i was born on September 9 ,1938.  I went to the U.S. Navy when I was seventeen. When i .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/1026585/ The sea is beautifulits really greatI love the sitesmells good and salty      I Love It http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/959725/ there was a baby crawling on the floorher mom was asleepthe baby crawled into the bathroomand saw a pill bottle that spelled outs-t-e-r-o-i-d-s and she ate every pill in the bottle her mom woke up and saw her just lying in the floorshe knew that she was alivebecause she had a little twitch in her ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/947180/ PainI Hate YouStay Away From MeI Really Don't Like YouPlease Stay AwayPlease http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/947169/ sun burnhurts really badwont stop hurting mecant movei call out"It hurts,hurts"                                             help , help http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/946870/ Its fast its slowits cold its warmsometimes it blows me downit spreads fire burns down treessoft summer breeze may becomebrutal http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/946562/ His mom said come insidethe child said noshe went and grabbed his hand as she pulledhim into the house and brought him into thebathroomshe grabbed her heated curling ironan hit him across the his face he went to school with scars the teacher asked"what happened"he was afraid to say so the teacher to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/946448/ I was looking into the sun when I spotted a gun It was shining bright in the sunlightI was going to  pick it upI was going to have a lookThen I remembered something I Read in a book Kids don't play with gunsThough it seems quite funYou should not pick Up a gun it can Spoil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/946419/ She tries to run awayEvery night and every dayIn the road and the streetI love that dog shes a treatShe's a big bundle of joyShe loves to play with her favorite toyHer name is Daffodil She's my pride and joy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashton-Blake/940224/