Cry Under the Moon

began crying. Stacia held him tight and secured as they

hest, getting traumatized already at a

voice was reassuring as she gently stroke her

bly, staining his mother's shirt. Stacia held him closer, firm yet gentle. Her heart starts picking up

ran towards the other room where Stacia and Funish are. She flung the door open and quickly knelt down bes

ra with her arm and gently patting her back while her other arm was hol

a's head up so she will look at her. She wipe her cheeks and brush strands of hair clinging

is not what a home is supposed to feel. Her lips pursed inwardly while her tears pouring down her cheeks. She stared at her daughter who's eyes and nose were swo

again and said, "Just don'

notice how quiet the streets it are in this late hour. It's just a town full of citizens who were all busy with their gambling and vicing businesses and they're probably in their secret places doing their said businesses. It wasn't just only those

d as it seems since she ended up lying face flat on the flower bed in their garden when she got home. The only thing she remembered was that she was just

she stepped out of the shadows of the buildings, the moonlight hit her making her eyes change color in an instant, turning her brown eyes into bright golden ones and felt goosebumps all over her body. Her hearing turned sensitive once again so as her sen

f these were symptoms of a rare disease but they didn't due to lack of budget. They're just glad she doesn't feel anything different other than her vision getting more focused and her hea

and it wasn't big of a deal when it comes to loosing her. He's been making suspicions of his wife that she

ted to the other half of the town. She decided to go there, to see if it could be a good shelter where she can stay for the night. She went under the bridge and keepin