Porkupunzle's False Illness

There was no warning, shower of sparks, flash of light or puff of smoke. I just blinked and was gone. One second I was sitting on my bed and the next I'm standing on top of a strange stone wall. How and why I wasn't sure, but before I had time to figure it out, a witch appeared out of nowhere and leaned on her battered broomstick, alone in the dark. Her black pointed hat and long cape cast an eerie silver silhouette on the narrow cobblestone street. She swiftly searched the shadows and spotted another witch who was waddling along a ways off. Cackling wildly, she zigzagged across the sky and hovered beside her.

it all beigns from a drop of sun from the sky, dropped down down to the earth and created a magical flower. Now this women, Gothel, who knew the scecret of the magic flower and keep it for her own to stay young. Whenever she sings, the flower glows and give her youth again. Unfortunately, the Queen of the kingdom got sick, only a magic flower can cure and save her life. The King search for everywhere, and finally, found the beautiful magic plant which Gothel has hidden in a cage. The Queen was healthy again and gave birth to a lovely princess- Rapunzel. When the Queen's daughter Rapunzel is born, her hair receives the healing power from the flower. Gothel, once again, who wanted to stay young, stole the child and dissapeared into the black night sky. The King ordered the kingdom to search

Just as they were making their way toward the shack out comes the witch. They carefully make their way up to her and not taking their eyes off of her. Not only was she a witch but a beautiful one, like no one they had ever seen. She

On June 6, 2016, at approximate 4:31 PM I, Officer, McMillom #135 of the MISD PD was dispatched to Willie Pigg Auditorium in regards to an unknown B/F on stage with at Taser.

When the girl woke up in the morning she had a cowlick in the back of her head.

The loser of the battle lost his horse and the armor that he was wearing in the battle. The jousting battlefield is now a soft arena, and what once was a battlefield maneuver, is now a sport that draws paying spectators from all over to see a piece of the past relived.

I been trying to warn everyone that something terrible is going to happen. No one believed at all, only me, Anne, and 3 youth girls. We hoped everyone would believe but they didn't. Tonight was the night we are having a party to celebrate the 7 months we had been living in safety. Everyone was to wear a mask, my mask is a crystal ball, psychics used them to help predict things. We were all enjoying ourselves, then suddenly we seen someone suspicious, we had never seen this person before within the whole 7 months. He had on a scandalous costume. The masquerader(the unknown guest) starts looking for the Prince. As the Prince was about to take down the anonymous person, the masquerader is headed towards the black room, Prospero starts to run after him after he loses him. As the Prince got to the edge of the black room, the guest whirls around to face him, and Prospero falls to the ground dead. The crowd threw itself at the guest, only to discover nothing underneath the mask and costume. The Red Death has came to the party. One by one the guests dies, blood all over all the Prince’s rooms. Lights, candles, everything went out leaving only “darkness, The Red Death, me, Anne, and the 3 girls. Earlier I discovered a hole in the purple room, we escaped safely without the Red Death

She hurried away from the window, fearful that the thing would look up and see her watching. She scurried into the closet and closed her eyes, praying that it wouldn’t get inside. The girl heard feet hit the floor near the window and knew it had entered her tower. She peeked out through the slats in the closet door and gasped at what she saw.

Through the blue room, to the purple room, to the green room, to the orange room, to the white room, to the violet room I then ended my path in the black room. The same black room with the ebony clock and the blood stained glass. It was a beautiful room with the black tape rites and glow from the other tripods, it was a shame that not a single guest stood in the room as well. Though when the fearful are cooped up for so long it is to be expected. These were the thoughts running through my mind as I stood in the black room until I heard a mad shuffle of feet behind me. It was here that the prince who decided to storm towards me with a dagger raised high and posed to strike until I looked into his eyes. My gaunt face and sullen eyes peered into the very soul of the prince and after the moment had passed the dagger fell to the ground, along with the now dead Prince Prospero. Gasp rang through all seven rooms and fear was thick through the air but I paid no mind to it. My process had begun and it was time to take the rest. One by one the people dropped from the sick that they tried so hard to run from. The ebony clocked stopped its movement and the tripods blew out

A bird takes out Cinderella’s stepsisters’ eyes for their wickedness and falsehood to Cinderella. In the beginning the

The boy’s grandmother gets sick and the two are forced to go to a hotel on the coast of England in order to improve her health. While there, the boy finds himself locked alone in a room with two hundred witches. He hides behind a screen in the room and hopes the witches, who have an amazing sense of smell, will not find him. While there, he overhears the witches’ wicked plan to turn children into mice by putting Delayed Action Mouse-Maker in chocolate bars in candy shops all around England. The witches demonstrate the Delayed Action Mouse-Maker on a boy named Bruno and he turns into a mouse. Then one of the witches smells the boy behind the screen (children smell like dog’s droppings to witches). The witches find him and unable to escape,

The underground compound of the WWA she was in was decorated with banners and flags. It was a very special date, the day in which the next Head would be chosen. A small group of witches and wizards stood in the middle of a raised platform located in the center of the room. They were almost

The Student looked in both directions, the right was further away, he noticed a drop, most likely stairs, he thought. He looked left and he could see a flight of stairs in the distance, he slowly headed in that direction, he kept his hand on his sword’s handle , to both silence it and keep it ready, he reached another room, he pressed himself against the wall, near the door and looked in. A redguard woman in mage’s robes sat behind a desk, she was armed with a quill, two bookshelves behind her and a carpet carrying two chairs in front of her, she sat focused on her work. The student looked down the hall toward the stairs leading out, then behind him, he saw no one he entered into the room, he got close enough to put his hand on the desk before the woman looked up.

But his king hadn’t slept yet. After a few moments, he opened his eyes. He couldn’t sleep after realizing how terrified and afraid Aladdin was if he had to lose his king again. He wouldn’t let Aladdin terrified anymore. Looking at the blue-haired boy sleeping peacefully, he wish it would last forever. He gently stroke through the other’s hair, as he quietly whispered:

Myths claim a sorcerer lives in the Clocktower and at the most unexpected time, your life was completely reversed. Everyone in the town believed the myth, except for Marcy, a young, brave girl who decided to ignore the superstitions and open the grand door of the Clocktower. Surprisingly, she only found a grand room full of clock gears and a skinny hallway with three doors. Walking towards the eerie hallway, Marcy examined how the clock gears moved effortlessly. Upon arriving at the first door, she slowly opened the screechy door. Overfilled bookshelves covered the dusty room with an exception to the small, filthy window. As her eyes were becoming red due to dust, Marcy, quickly trotted out of the room. Instead of opening the second door slowly,