FriendshipFriendshipFriendship3 years ago in Written Entries More Like This
Imagine a box: simple glass box with six dark walls. Although the box is made of glass and it should be transparent there's no way to see inside it. There isn't a lid every side is the same. There isn't even a lock. This box wasn't always this way. So let me tell its story.
Once there was a beautiful crystal box. It was so pretty. The lid was engraved with all kinds of beautiful flowers. There was a pretty lock on one of the sides with a key put neatly in it. Through the crystal sides of the box you were able to see a flower. One gorgeous rose was standing on the box's floor. If you begin to wonder why was a rose locked away in a box you'll soon understand.
One day there was a sad little girl. She didn't know what was the mater for her sadness. As the girl was walking in the forest suddenly a crystal box appeared before her. When she saw the box she remembered a story about a legend her mother used to tell her. The legend was about a girl who found the box with the flower of
Fella's HalloweenAnother Halloween night. The child-sized, pointy-eared creature gave himself one last once-over in the mirror before heading out the door. There hadn't been much for him to do, costume-wise. Given his everyday appearance, Fella didn't think he needed a costume at all. His sole concessions to the holiday were a pair of glittery antennae and a ray gun.Fella's Halloween4 years ago in Spooky Stories More Like This
That'll do, he thought to himself. He picked up the most important part of his ensemble for the night - a massive Trick-or-Treat bag - and marched out the door.
It was a cold, crisp evening, filled with the delighted screams of children and the scent of singed pumpkin flesh. Fella eagerly hurried along to the nearest decorated house.
The door opened, sans a mood-setting creeeaaak. A middle-aged woman answered the door with a sweet smile on her face, but her smile quickly faded when she laid eyes on Fella.
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