Parts of my body are missing.
I'm shattered like a porcelain doll.
Laying helplessly on the floor.
…Where did my eye go?
Where did my left leg go?
where did my right arm go?
Something...Someone is calling me...Hello?...Hell...o?
My body keeps breaking up more and more...
Stop it...someone make it stop....I'll turn to dust...
"Hey...Are you okay?" asks a voice
I look up....And see her again...She's even prettier than before...
I want to keep her safe...I want to hold her hand...
I want her to stay the sweet girl she is...I won't let her magic kill her...
Not this time....I won't let the Witch return....I will
The marks are spreading everywhere...I can't stand this...
It's been two weeks since that confusing day...I can't sleep, I've barely eaten, and if it wasn't for this makeup....I'd look like something out of a.....A...
A freak show...
Worst still my skin has begun feeling itchy all over, resisting the urge just to touch my skin is a daily struggle.
Sometimes it goes from an itch to a full on burning feeling, like if you were to burn your hand in a fire, or you grabbed a hot piece of metal and just...Held it...
The flower like marks have also begun to smell, not of anything gross more of something....Sweet....One or more of the maids had point
I was in a winding hall that kept moving, everything kept wobbling around and warping around me,
melting together and changing colors. I kept walking straight but it felt like I was going left, right, backwards, forwards, and i swear at one point I was on the ceiling.
Every now and again there would be stairs, same deal up, down, left, right, upside down, it was like walking through a colorful version of that famous painting.
I started feeling like a speck of dust as I traversed this maze of halls and stairs. Then after what felt like days, I was without a roof in the maze, there were still stairs and halls but now there was what looked li
CLICK CLACK CLANK CLONK
I'm panting as I run from the metal monsters behind me, as they flare their red lights, bolting after me.
"Dammit! How am I supposed to out run them when I can't see anything!?" I say to myself, almost running into a tree in the process.
FLICKER TICK TOCK FLICKER
"AH!" one jumps put in front of me flashing it's red light at me, the hypnotic glow brought me to my knees.
I'm dying, my head is aching, my whole body is...
...Where am I?
Did I walk here?
How did I get here?....
Something's wrong....I'm moving but I'm not at the same time.
"Looks like this isn't our body anymore!~ Oh well it was a good run while it l
Name: Molly Pin Templeton
Name Pronunciation: Mall-Lee. Pihn. Tehmp-pul-ton.
Nicknames: sweetie pie, honey cake, mellow jello, Doll, Jolly Molly,
Birthday: February 12th
Age: 21 (?)
Species/Race: Human (?)
Partner: Ethen Fictilem (Friend and assistant)
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Romantic Orientation: hetero romantic
Character Theme(s): Malheur De Garçon a La Mode, This is Me by Skye Sweetnam, Tangled up in me by Skye Sweetnam, Hypocrite by Skye Sweetnam, Squid melody blue version by TLT, Sugar by maroon 5,
Traits/Personality: Progressive, original, independent,
A teen by the name of Allen Wesner was helping at his Grandfather's fruit orchard, picking ripe fruits and trimming trees.
Though he normally lived in the city, he decided to head out and leave for a bit for Winter and New Year's break.
The orchard was huge, having twenty-five, and now pushing twenty-six, crops in total, most of which were fruit crops.
He was walking through the Winter Apple orchard trimming branches,
checking the now ripe apples for holes or any other signs of insects, and digging holes near the roots,
to pour down a bucket full of mixed nutrient filled with fertilizers and plant food
It wasn't easy, working in the cold, c
Death has no idea how it got to this point...Oh wait he does....
It started when Life suggested Death came over to chat and eat, Then Death refused, which was followed by Life insisting, and then Death attempting to just bolt it.
And now he was being dragged to Life's home by the hood of his cloak....Poor Death
'Oh dear...This is bad' he thought, trying to pull away from her, doing his best not to touch out of fear of hurting her, but then gave a very quiet, raspy, and frustrated groan, seeing it was impossible.
"Don't worry Death!~ There isn't anything alive there so nothing will rot don't worry!~"
Life told Death her grip on his hood tigh
So....I have WAY too much work I've been slacking on so I'm going to be doing the IMPOSSIBLE!
Ignore EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING!
DUN DUN DUN!!
So don't worry!~
If I go silent that's just me hard at work!~
Umm....I was just informed of this happening and I'm scared for Millie Bobby Brown (Child Actress for Eleven/Jane in Stranger Things)
Just click the link, read, and you'll understand why