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			<title>I'm yours</title>
			<description>My chains are broken,now im free...As you stand next to me,the past is gone and our future shines.What has become can only last, if we continue down the path.We trust, we love, we fight, we cry.But in the end, we make it fine.Our friendship is strong,thats no doubt.Yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/1017747/</link>
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			<title>What used to be</title>
			<description>What happened to the laughter?What happened to the joy, we used to hold?What happened to the fun, we used to stand for?We were supposed to be in love, nothing was gonna come between.You made the choice to do it,it's to late now. You can't turn back!What were you thinking hun?Did you really think I w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/961394/</link>
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			<title>Special? So not..</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I didn't know you were shy&amp;rdquo; he whispered in my ear lightlychuckling. &amp;ldquo;I don't get this way very often, so don't get too used to it&amp;rdquo; Iwhispered back giggling. &amp;ldquo;Well are you two going to eat or just sit there&amp;rdquo;Tyler's dad asked smiling at us. &amp;ldquo;Were g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/947460/</link>
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			<title>Mind readers...Ughh</title>
			<description>Shaking my head I walked through the door and was faced with threeadult females, three adult males and two little girls. There was Tyler'sfather, brother in law and his brother, then a slightly older woman and twoyounger women. The two little girls were seated between his brother in law an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/946863/</link>
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			<title>Dinner and Sillyness</title>
			<description>Getting an idea of what I wanted to cook I found a box of twistynoodles, a box of velveeta cheese, can green beans, and some little sausages.Looking around some more I eventually found the pots and pans and utensils tocook with. Taking a deep breath I turned the faucet on strictly hot wate..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/946521/</link>
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			<title>The worlds ending.. We're getting along... Oh no</title>
			<description>Sitting up I was shivering in fear for the Tyler look alike thananybody. Getting up out of the bed entirely I ran out of the room and flewbasically down the stairs. &amp;ldquo;Tyler where are you&amp;rdquo; I yelled asking as I ran downthe stairs and landed on the bottom wood spot. &amp;ldquo;Rayne wh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/946517/</link>
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			<title>Nightmare! Not Mine!!</title>
			<description>Turning around abruptly I began running up the stairs, I didn'tstop until was completely up the stairs down the hallway and safely insideTyler's bedroom. Closing the door automatically behind me I locked it securelyand threw myself onto the bed. Burring myself into the warm sheets and blan..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/946508/</link>
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			<title>Just as we started to get along. Really? </title>
			<description>&quot;Thank you&quot; I whispered as the door was being closed.Standing up out of the bed relieved to be alone, I slowly made my way to wheremy backpack sat with two duffel bags I recognized and a laptop bag. Lookingaround the room I finally was able to take in its contents. in the far cornerof th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/946411/</link>
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			<title>Stranger's and My Mouth</title>
			<description>Blinking in surprise I looked up into the most gorgeous eyes I hadever seen. Too bad they were filled with concern. Scooting my head as far backas possible I stared into the gorgeous eyes of the all to familiar mystery guy.&quot;Ah good you are fine Rayne. Are you okay? You were thrashing aroun..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/945907/</link>
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			<title>Excruciating Pain. </title>
			<description>Abruptly sitting up in bed I sighed. 'Thank god it was just adream that guys just a dream like always. Too bad though he's really hot justreally nosy' I thought sitting up in bed. Standing slowly I noticed the song'Never to Late' just start. I heard the yelling of voices over the musicou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/945903/</link>
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			<title>It's just a dream</title>
			<description>&quot;Rayne come on get up&quot; Cierra said. &quot;Mmm five moreminutes please&quot; I mumbled. &quot;Rayne come on get your lazy butt out ofbed now&quot; she said. I looked up at her and grimaced as my right arm startedthrobbing in pain. Cierra gasped and I winched as my arm came into view fromunder the covers. &quot;Oh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/945900/</link>
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			<title>You're supossed to be family</title>
			<description>'I looked around franticallytrying to find help or a way out. All I saw was my older brother coming towardsme sourly. I started backing into a wall 's**t' I thought not able to move backanymore. &quot;Come on Rayne 'what&amp;rsquo;s wrong I am your older brother&quot; Brettsaid words slightly a slurre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/945871/</link>
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			<title>Pain Can Lead to Things so Much Sweeter</title>
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			<title>Real Fear</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A shiver of fear rippled through my core and goose bumps rose upall over my skin. I stood up quickly making Alexander&amp;rsquo;s arms fall from aroundme, walking forward all of my friends faces started to look a little bitreli..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/945431/</link>
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			<title>I've done it again</title>
			<description>My tears fall like rainThe pain just wont go awayThe hurt is clear on my faceI&amp;nbsp;cant talk straightMy eyes are blurredAnd feelings tornMy world is goneThe peices ill have to fixI&amp;nbsp;cant go on but i have to liveI&amp;nbsp;feel so numbThis just cant be doneMy emotions are strungI have gone and the b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/945419/</link>
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			<title>Living A Lie</title>
			<description>Lights flashing all aroundPaparazzi stalking all for a storyTaking the truth and tearing it to shredsPublishing lies all for attentionGiving you this fameLike never beforeBut nothing last forever nor is it what it seemsThe truth tugs at you trying to break freeThey continue to build you up by lies a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/945416/</link>
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			<title>Shocker. Wake up call time, oh hell.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Guilty faces stared at me as they all headed into theback room, where Jeff had just currently left to. Taking a deep breath I openedthe cabinet along the left side of the cash register, revealing our storeissued red and bla..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/944937/</link>
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			<title>My Life</title>
			<description>What happens when your brokenWhat happens when there's painWhat happens when the past is trying to be a living gameWhat happens when the nightmares comeWhat happens when he callsWhat happens when the fear kicks in and calls upon the rainWhat happened to the smileWhat happened to the sunWhat happened..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/943781/</link>
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			<title>Pain</title>
			<description>My hearts in peicesMy lifes on the lineMy sanity is slipingI'm starting to lieI've lost my smileI've lost my glowI've lost the joyI&amp;nbsp;used to holdMy smiles fadedMy eyes are dullMy hands are shakingMy chest is achingMy only reasonFor holding on isYou!Even though the pain isthere and my hearts in p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/943779/</link>
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			<title>I'm not weak!</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Thanks for joining us&amp;rdquo; Mr.Mill said a smile on his face. &amp;ldquo;No problemo M&amp;rdquo; I said standing up and jumpingover Alexa. &amp;ldquo;Come on get your lazy butt's up&amp;rdquo; I said earning glares. &amp;ldquo;This isyour fault&amp;rdquo; James said laughing evilly, &amp;ldquo;Actually i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/943622/</link>
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			<title>Confusing? Me being nice? What??</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After Eric finished speaking we allbusted up laughing and that was the first time I caught sight of him. He wasprobably 5'7or so with almost black silky hair that was lightly wavy and to hisshoulders, light brown..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/943535/</link>
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			<title>This is us..</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was such a normal day when I awoke,today was just like any other Friday ma and pa were gone for work before me andmy younger brother Eric got up for school. Eric is 14 years old in 9thgrade and it&amp;rsquo;s his first year in high scho..</description>
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			<title>So I'm not normal? Well neither are you!</title>
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			<title>Meeting again. Oh no</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I no longer heard my mother&amp;rsquo;s voice nordid I see her in front of me, looking ahead at the white walls around me.Turning behind me I shut off my alarm clock before it could even go off at 6:30am in just a few minutes. Closing my e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/941355/</link>
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			<title>First encounter</title>
			<description>	&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Slowly, quietly and anxiously Iunscrewed my bedroom window. Opening it slightly I threw my backpackout onto the ground. Crawling out of my window I felt my foot hit theroof to the basement entrance slowly and very carefully I shut mybedroom window behi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/941348/</link>
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			<title>Freedom? Pshh please it's more like prison</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Slowly,quietly and anxiously I unscrewed my bedroom window. Opening itslightly I threw my backpack out onto the ground. crawling out of mywindow I felt my foot hit the roof to the basement entrance slowlyand very carefully I shut my be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sapphirian/940385/</link>
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