of me standing there in awe, daydreaming, my parent 's guide me into the big brick house. There is a deck, wood, very old, it creaks when I walk on it. There are two giant door, side by side, that are propped open by two women who are greeting each family by name. It’s our family turn to walk through the door. “Welcome back Mrs. Emerson!”, the two ladies say in sync with one another. We walk onto newly
The Mannequin A family owned a shop known for the one-of-a-kind mannequins and beautiful clothing, but it had to close down recently due to a family crisis. It all started three days ago when the girl 's grandmother had a nervous breakdown due to her schizophrenia. She recalls the memories of her grandmother talking to herself as well as having bizarre discussions or even hallucinations at times. Those thoughts frightened her as her dear loving grandmother would fall ill and would even act out violently
kingdom that had a sky of the bluest blue, and was surrounded by the greenest grass which was decorated by every flower you could imagine. Within this kingdom there was a village that was filled with happiness, and everyone who lived there was always smiling, for they loved their little village. They loved the blue skies, they loved the green grass that was decorated by every flower you could imagine, and they loved their kingdom. But what the villagers loved most was their beautiful queen. She was