RobynShini

Her teardrops are like broken glass Where each one shed cuts at my heart. And what she doesn't know out there, Is I've always cared for her, from the start. I don't think it's love. Well, it's not like that. But I wish I could do something for her Something that would make her smile. Because she's beautiful when she smiles.

It was a lucky thing that Ayane was tired that night. Maybe not for him earlier that evening, but when that door was opened up with the sound of light footsteps, Sterling was suddenly glad that this happened tonight of all nights. Because while Cielo had been exposed to this already, he still felt terrible when it did happen. Even better: it was Stella who was tugging on the sheets on his side, "Daddy..." He let out a small groan as he rolled over. It wasn't that he was upset or frustrated, but he didn't want to let go of Ayane. Still, he opened an eye and looked at the little girl, "What is it, Stella?" "I'm scared!" she whispered, "There

In the end, he knew he was going to hell. Not like it mattered that much. To Sterling, it was more like he was going back home. All the bad things that had happened in his life? Really, there weren't that bad. They were just...corrections. After all, snakes were supposed to be creatures you fear. The devil disguised himself as one and is the reason why humanity's banned from the Garden. They're not supposed to be the people who try to help you. However, they may pretend to. But he wasn't pretending at first. And then she came along. At first, he thought he was trying to save her. He thought was showing his humanity. But how can you help someo

When I was a little boy, I heard my dad and my mom argue a lot. He'd never say any of the mean things he said to her to my face, but I remember hearing him use the words "cold blooded monster". I didn't know what that meant, really. Not as a kid, at least. All I knew was that she would always cry after they fought. I always looked at pictures off her when she was young but I didn't see that bright intensity when I looked in her face now. But she always took care off me and loved me for the son that I was. After all, I was the only thing she had left to remember home. I think she wanted to go home a long time ago, but she wouldn't leave, becau

It wasn't exactly easy for a three year old to comprehend that he was different from everyone else. Sure, people preached that you were special, but for Sterling, he really thought everyone could turn into snakes. His mom could and he could, so why not everyone else? His parents got into fights about things like that sometimes, and he'd hear it. Things about secrets being kept and lies, and things like that. He'd wound up usually on his bed holding his big plush bear and trying to figure out what exactly was wrong with being able to turn into a snake. He thought he looked pretty. One night after a fight when he was curled up as a snake arou

"Aw, shit." "What?" The sirens were blaring behind them. Sterling was looking at Joe, his uncle, with this confused look on his face. The guy threw the cigarette out of his mouth, "I made a major mistake putting you on the road now." Sterling, being the tender age of fifteen, didn't have a permit. But, the philosophy of his uncle was that you had to experience the ride to work on the bike. Except that if he got caught, Sterling couldn't even think about driving or riding for the next six years. Great call, there. He could hear his mother in hysterics already... It wasn't all stupid, though. They'd started in parking lots, and Sterling pro

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs From ten thousand lightening bugs As they tried to teach me how to dance He wasn't any more than eight years old but he still held onto his stuffed toy bear when he could. Maybe not in school, but he never let go of it when he was in his room. His dad always remarked on how he looked childish with it, but considering just how many bite marks were in that bear, it wasn't exactly something that he could complain over. So, he didn't. No one did. Or they didn't until they went to the beach one day. The Connecticut Beaches were maybe not the most well known—most people left the state to find a nice beach&#

The woman in the box who lives her life in fear It's made of concrete and shrinking by the second She fears her escape since she knows what's outside A serpent surrounds the box; it's always near. And sometimes the real world will try to call to her: it beckons But if she makes her escape, her and the snake would collide. So she lives her life in a box, until the snake disappears.