
DJ Robbins
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I write horror, fantasy, and more.
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In the Dark
Icy blue eyes stared at me through the darkness. The fact that I could see these eyes so clearly in the darkness sent shockwaves up my eleven-year-old spine. I had just woken up from a rather intense nightmare, incidentally about some creep that was watching me at the foot of my bed. ‘’I can see you,’’ I whispered.
By DJ Robbins3 years ago in Horror
In The Dark
Icy blue eyes stared at me through the darkness. The fact that I could see these eyes so clearly in the darkness sent shockwaves up my eleven-year-old spine. I had just woken up from a rather intense nightmare, incidentally about some creep that was watching me at the foot of my bed. ‘’I can see you,’’ I whispered.
By DJ Robbins3 years ago in Horror
World View
I was ten years old and remember being upset because I didn't want to grow up. I missed being younger than that because I thought I wasn't cute. Anymore. Ignorant people thought I was psychotic because of my love for the Halloween series and the Child's Play series. They allowed me to turn my emotions off.
By DJ Robbins3 years ago in Confessions
MY Ideal WWE Women's Division
Trish Stratus had the misfortune to wrestle under the Attitude Era. To be a woman's wrestler in that era, I would argue only Jazz was treated like a wrestler but Jerry Lawler was still too much of a dick to her because of her Muscular physique and non cookie cutter diva mold. Ivory was a wrestler that was humorous and funny and was pretty and tried to remain serious in the Attitude era's bra and pantie and pillow fight nonsense.
By DJ Robbins3 years ago in Geeks
My One Bloody Halloween Trilogy
· I just wrote a trilogy for my short film series: One Bloody Halloween. I have to say, one is probably the best, two is better than 3 but all have their charms. Three is still noticeably the worst but that is why we write. I was able to write the scripts back-to-back. Took me a couple of hours.
By DJ Robbins3 years ago in Horror
Scream
The surgeon held up a mirror and Amber Freeman screamed. ''We did the best we could,'' the surgeon said. Clay, Amber's boyfriend, a beautiful, reddish blonde, rockstar type, with icy blue eyes, looked at his girlfriend through the looking glass. ''I'm hideous,'' Amber sobbed.
By DJ Robbins3 years ago in Fiction
The Lonely Robot
My name is Marvin. I am a robot. I do the cleaning and cooking for the scientist that made me. He works a lot in his basement or out in the garage. I read and write poetry. I like to make up stories and tell them to Daniel. Daniel is the robot I created. He is dressed in blue jeans- torn at the knees and sandals and wears a Tye dye shirt under a vest. He looks like a hippy transported out of the nineteen 60's. No political preference, just like the aesthetic.
By DJ Robbins3 years ago in Fiction