Cassanigga

A Tiny short story

    How do I tell him&.how do I say it&My heart starts to pound as I see him walking into the room&&He makes my hands sweat and my face turn red like the roses on the table&&As he hugs ...
Posted by Cassanigga on Mon, 07 May 2007 12:58:00 PST

You gave me my life back

You loved me when no one else could. You stood by me and held my hand when no one else would. When I was falling you were there to catch me. When I pushed you away you throw my hands and pulled me eve...
Posted by Cassanigga on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 03:10:00 PST

Why?

Why did god give me to you? Why did god give you to me? Because we were suppose to love each other. To care for one another. Why did you start to change? Why did you start to hate? I thought we were s...
Posted by Cassanigga on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 11:32:00 PST

To my mother

You were suppose to protect me. To love me and guide me. Not hurt and abuse me and use me. Like I was nothing to you. God gave me to you on September 6, 1989 and he told you I was yours to protect and...
Posted by Cassanigga on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 02:32:00 PST