Hi!!!Well I'm back to writing my twisted horror stories!!lolz!Go check em out heres one now!!! Warning:NOT TRUE!!!Luv,Angie
(This is my version of the child story Hansel and Gretel)
Hansel and Gretel
Daddy left hours ago...hes not coming back.The wind sound like wolves knawing at innocent children.The forest is dark.I see flashes of red and white and tall lean figures dancing to awful music that rings in your ears.Hansel is asleep.Dreaming what I see.I have scratches on my arms with dry blood clots.My clothes are in shreds and there is no daddy or mommy to change them. The sky is chochlate swirl cakes and the rain is sugary white gumdrops.There is food falling from the sky and no children are ever hungry. . .and then I wake up.Hansel is still sleeping and I'm delirious with hunger.I feel so week like I will break with one touch o a rain drop.Hansel awakens and we walk as far as are blood soaked legs will take us.The wolves are hungry tonight.We run as if the ground is on fire,burning are shoeless feet.I see a house.A beautiful glittery house with sugarcanes for poles and crystal candies for doors.In a beautiful house a beautiful person must live.A woman walks out.Her hair is gold sunlight and streaked with honey.Eyes ice blue and frosted.Lean and tall.She welcomes us.Feeds us.Warms us.Showa kindness as if a mother would.She calls us into her room.The mirrior is shattered . . .and bleeding.Stop.Think.The mirrior,in the story of the 2 lost children that come to the ginger house and are roasted into the oven,cut up and used for meals.Understanding sinks in . . .shes going to kill us.Bathe in are blood,knaw at are bones.I run.With Hansel by my side.We run even when we fall.I hear her sugary laugh and a whisper ''there will always be others''. We make it to the tree.Gasping for air.The lights of the stars look like jewls.Glittering.Dangerous.Hansel is asleep.I do not here is breath.I fall into a deep sleep and into another merciless dream.Which this time,I wont awaken to.Daddy will not come and the children will be dead and hungry.In my last dream I see light. . .In the shape of a voice. . .''There will always be others''.
OMG that was long!!!Sorry please respond!!!Thanx Angie
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