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A Different Kind of Nightmare Ch.4 Falling into the floor of your room you grumbled standing up fixing your cloths. Turning you saw Bunny hop out of the hole and it closed behind him as he looked around. "Nice room…" He mumbled seeing wallscrolls of your favorite shows hung about your room on the walls and doors. A queen size bed with out a bed frame that had many (color) and (color) pillows on it along with a (color) blanket. An open door lead to the bathroom while a closed door lead to the closet filled with your cloths. A desk with a chair pulled out slightly on the opposite wall had a computer as well as a few nicknames here and there. A book shelf off to the right filled with the books you had along with a few pictures and figurines. A table sat to the right of your bed with a lamp and a few thing on its top. To the left of your bed near the window a (color) circle chair with two (color) bean bags near by.A Different Kind of Nightmare Ch.4 by RoseAnDarkholm
"Thanks…" You said and flopped onto your
A Different Kind of Nightmare Ch.3 Soon you arrived in a huge room, probably the center of the work shop, and saw four others there. There was a boy around your age and hight sitting on top of this huge globe that had all these little yellow lights on them some coming and some going. He was very pail and had white hair he wore a blue sweat shirt that had snow designs on them and brown pants, looked like skinny jeans, with the same weird ice on them. No shoes. He had blue eyes and held a long stick that curled at one end.A Different Kind of Nightmare Ch.3 by RoseAnDarkholm
A woman bird….fairy? Was that the word? Anyway she was all kinds of colors: purple, blue, green, pink and many others. She hovered telling littler versions of her things as they came then would fly off again. She had big pink eyes with long pink eyelashes making them look even bigger and looked a little smaller then you.
A small chubby gold man floating a foot or so off the ground with a gold looking ones
A Different Kind of Nightmare Ch.2 A month later you were walking down the now snow covered side walk clutching your coat close to you. God damn it was cold! Never got this cold down south, where you moved from, but hey you couldn't complain much. You and your dad had to move because of his job. No choice there. It wasn't so bad here sure it was cold and people said things slightly different but it was all in all nice. Sighing you shivered as you fixed your scarf then paused. You heard something….odd. Like….the sound of some kind of…what was that? Like…all most like a voosh sound. Odd. You didn't really hear that sound a lot. Shrugging it off you continued walking but let out a startled yelp when you felt someone pick you up by the back of your jacket and drop you into a huge brown bag.A Different Kind of Nightmare Ch.2 by RoseAnDarkholm
"What do you think you're doing!?" You demanded as you struggled agents the now closed bag.
"Let me out! There'll be hell to
A Different Kind of Nightmare Ch.1 You were little in your dream on some field trip with your class to some wooded area….probably for science. Looking around you stood still taking in your surroundings. There was this little clearing you were in with your class surrounded by woods on every side except for behind you which was where the busses were parked a good few yards away. The other children were talking with the teachers happy that they got to go on this field trip instead of being stuck in a stuffy room all day looking at a board. Just before you started walking you saw this weird tree with a mirror in it. Mirrors weren't suppose to be IN trees. Though something told you to just walk away your curiosity got the best of you. Walking over you stood in front of the mirror looking at your reflection. Something wasn't right….something about your reflection was off. Getting closer you stared into the mirror as if it held the answer to all life questions. Blinking you were shocked whA Different Kind of Nightmare Ch.1 by RoseAnDarkholm
North's Little Girl: 1Christmas Eve, 1980s, NYCNorth's Little Girl: 1 by bloodrosered
The nun, Sister Anne, cuddled and rocked the baby in the nursery, singing softly. Christmas decorations hung all over, artwork by the older children hung on the walls. Stockings hung up. And a Christmas tree stood in the mess hall.
It was a busy day at the orphanage on 7th Ave. Potential parents came to visit, adopting a few. The ones who were chosen were ecstatic to go home with a new family while the unwanted ones were disappointed. To cheer up them up, the staff had the children do Christmas art projects and hang up their stockings. It lifted their spirits and got them excited for Christmas Day.
This little baby was one of the unwanted. Sister Anne didn't understand. This baby was beautiful with chubby cheeks, bluest eyes and the most adorable face.
"I guess there's always tomorrow," said Sister Anne to the baby.
She laid the baby in the crib and whispered Merry Christmas. The baby gurgled. Sister Anne left.
There was a row such a clatter from the
Jack Frost x Reader x Pitch 'You're mine' pt 4Jack Frost x Reader x Pitch 'You're mine' pt 4 by Amanda-kn
You heard someone call your name, and you began to open your eyes. Your sight was a little blurry at first, but it became more clear, after blinking a few times. The first thing you saw was your father, he was crying, but he looked happy at the same time. you were really tired, so you didn't have much energy to speak. "D...d-dad.....daddy". North gave you a big smile, while big tears rolled down his rosy cheeks. "(nickname)". He pulled you tighter into the hug, while he whispered " I missed you so much" you gave him a little smile. "I missed you too daddy".
I stood in shadows, in the corner of the room. To look at happy moment, it made want to throw up. All that happiness, I wanted to destroy those pitiful guardians, but now wasn't the time. It would ruin everything, if I attacked them now. I was ready to leave for now, not wanting to continue to look at the happy scene in front of me, but something caught my eye. Or rather, somebody. The young woman in North's arms,