The Graveyard.UNFINISHED; needs citation;IN progress;read it here\
This was a desolate expanse. Fog floated above the cracked concrete tombstones and wind whispered words that escape through the dark night. The front gate creaked ever so eerily and howls were heard from the change in wind and a faint dripping but yet so distinct was heard further in this unnerving location. The combination of sounds created a menacing tune; a faint pounding sound which went up and down in volume sounded much like a declining heartbeat.
I did not know how I got here; I simply appeared in this dingy wasteland. What was my reason of being in such a glum and dreary place? I had no explanation whatsoever as to how I appeared here. I pondered whether to sit still or to move on. I decided to continue on into the dour and mysterious yard that lies ahead.
The trees were
casting terrifying and intimidating shadows while swaying to and fro with the chilling breeze. I was full of the most frightening fe
Pina [Pinocchio] FanfictionNot really that long ago, in the large town of Juniper, lived a lonely toymaker named Gepetto Woods. Despite his loneliness he always brought joy to others with his ingenious toys and games for all ages, including a puppet he made which had been sitting on his work bench for over a week now. One night after brushing his teeth, he went into his bedroom where he stopped and looked out the window. On this cold winters night all he could glimpse at was the deep blue black sky. Oh wow, a shooting star, perfect time to be making a wish oh how nice it would be to not be so alone anymore, to have someone to look after, to give me joy in my day, I help children so much yet I never had a child of my own. . Gepetto closed his eyes and made his wish before climbing into his bed and drifting off to sleep.
He was unaware that his house was prone to stowaway animals and insects, right now the current one being a cricket. Although crickets cannot talk (how strange would that be