Krystina Quintana
Bio
I have always loved the escape that reading books and stories provides. Reading has been an essential hobby in my life starting as a young child. I want to provide the same escape from day to day life that I have received from reading.
Stories (4/0)
Between the Flowers
Feeling the blades of grass between her fingers and the sweet kiss of a warm summer breeze on her cheeks, Rose lay surrounded by her favorite flowers. Here she was comfortable, here she was safe. Here she could forget about the world, just for a moment. This was her home, her true home. Not the brick enclosure she slept in every night. She glanced at the trees and they looked heartbreakingly back at her. I know how you feel, she thought. The heartbreak never goes away. It just dampens over time. Like watching the sun setting. As the sun is setting, it seems like the sun is taking the longest path to end her journey. Yet, you’re left wondering how and when the darkness had crept up so quickly. And the dark is so much darker than you would believe. Until the moon lights up the darkness, and you are reminded again that there is even warmth in the night.
By Krystina Quintana3 years ago in Families
The Date
Cherry slid down onto her vanity chair and ruffled her curls while peering into the mirror. It was 10 past 8 in the evening and her date had yet to arrive. Oh well, she thought, more wine for me. It was already her third glass of Merlot and the warm, tipsy feeling was just starting to hit.
By Krystina Quintana3 years ago in Humans
The Date
Cherry slid down onto her vanity chair and ruffled her curls while peering into the mirror. It was 10 past 8 in the evening and her date had yet to arrive. Oh well, she thought, more wine for me. It was already her third glass of Merlot and the warm, tipsy feeling was just starting to hit.
By Krystina Quintana3 years ago in Humans