Edward Scissorhands
11/4/1990 4:26 am
I had a nightmare in the middle of the night. I couldn't go back to sleep. I saw it was snowing so I decided to take a walk, I put on my headphones and turned on my Walkman I was listening to the song "lovers rock" on repeat and dancing to it, I started spinning repeatedly and then I slipped on ice I got up to find myself at the gates of the mansion on top of the hill that everyone talks about, supposedly back in 1950 it never used to snow. this family took this guy in from this place. Well, it was more than a place. Some say he came from a dark castle. he was a monster because he had scissors for his hands. He had a gift. he was extremely creative. they say he was able to trim any bush, tree, or plant into anything! He then moved on to cutting people's dog's hair, then the townspeople's hair, and then he cut ice into sculptures. they say he cut the ice so fast that it turned into snow, and that's why it snows all the time now. I never believed it. it doesn't make sense to me. Why would The towns people get rid of a man so wonderful? all because of his deformity? If this man was real, then I have some questions that yearn answers.
I opened the gate to see lovely trimmed bushes in the shape of animals, creatures, and objects. I find my way to the front door. I put my hand on the door knob and to my surprise (and insane amount of luck), it was unlocked. I walked on, the mansion was extremely empty and so damn cold I could almost see my breath. "Hello?" No one answered, I go upstairs out of my own curiosity. After what felt like an hour but was really one minute, I finally made I to the top of the stairs. It led to a huge wrecked attic. The roof was practically destroyed, the moonlight shined through. I saw a figure, I hid behind a wall, My Curiosity won yet again. I walked into the somewhat dark room to see many beautiful ice sculptures. there was a boy about my age making a new ice sculpture with his hands? It was so dark, i could barely see them. I took a closer look to see him making a new beautiful sculpture of a rose. "Oh my god." I whispered. The boy turned his attention to me. He must've heard me. My attention drew back to his hands. I gasp. the townspeople were right.
fear froze my body, and I could barely move. when I finally could, i decided to get the hell out. "Hey! I'm sorry for trespassing. I-I'll go now!" "Please don't leave! I won't hurt you!" He said desperately. It went quiet. "Can you come into the light?" He asked. "You go first!" I said petrified. he stepped in the light, he was tall, (like at least 6'9) pale and had crazy curly black hair, but the feature that caught my eye the most was his hands still they were actual scissors, I found them so fascinating. I walked up to him and revealed myself as well, smiling "your not afraid?" He asked "your hands are extraordinary but I don't think there's anything to be scared of, I think they're beautiful, I'm y/n" I stuck out my hand but put it back down, that was quite foolish and rude of me I thought. "I'I I'm Edward." he smiled softly
Sweeney Todd
(TW mentions of murder and death)
11/4/1785 3:33 pm
Last night, it was raining so much that the only salon on fleet Street caved in. It happened to be MY SALON. To make things worse, my boyfriend left me for a wealthy woman the second I told him that I was feeling sad. I was way over due for a haircut. it was growing past shoulder length, It was driving me crazy! so I had no choice but to go to the barber shop, also my neighbor, Sweeney Todd. My father went there last week and never returned, I found that incredibly 'coincidental' because that happened to be the very same day that I opened up to him over a bottle of gin (I was much drunk), I told him on how much I hated my father. I didn't think it was a coincidence, Sweeney Todd is a murderer our businesses are the same height my window gives a direct view on what he does, i see everything. I waved hello to Miss Lovett, I went upstairs and greeted Mr. Todd "Hello, Mr. Todd!" I say softly. "What do you want? This isn't a place for a lady." He said in a grumpy tune while cleaning his razor. "Okay, Mr. Todd, last night my salon caved in, and I need someone to cut my hair." I said in shame (I take pride in my hair and to have a man cut it is shamful to me). he turned around and lifted his eyebrow. "You want me?...to cut your hair?" He asked."Yes, what are you missing?" I said an annoyance."My deepest apologies, I used to cut my wife's hair.." he sudden sorrow, I grabbed him by the shoulders "Okay I'm trusting you to cut my hair and that's a big responsibility so do it right or I'll cut your tongue out of your bloody throat, okay?" i smiled, handing my scissors and sitting in the chair. he let out a chuckle. "Don't make me laugh. You could never" he said in a serious tone. "You would never be able to pull such nonsense." She whispered in my ear in a harsh tone. I pull out another pair of scissors and hold it up to his neck "just cut my hair" hair put a protective sheet over me and started cutting I took a deep breath and reminded myself that Sweeney Todd was the best barber in town and no one could beat him. " So how old are you miss l/n?" He asked. "25, you?" (Not gonna lie I was very interested to know his age I presume he's around his 50s) "36" he said my eyes went wide but I didn't say anything because I didn't want to make him self conscious about his older like appearance. "You almost done?" I asked."Will be soon." I looked to the side of the room. There was a picture of what seemed to be a man, his wife, and their baby."Who's that?" I asked, pointing at the photo,"a man and his beautiful wife... And child." he said in sorrow he started to dissociate. I turned around. His eyes were filled with rage. he whipped out his razor. He pressed it to my neck, I whipped out my dagger (that i keep in my Stockings), and pressed it in his cheekbone it to his cheekbone. He looked at me and in shock. " I wasn't joking when I said I'll cut your tongue out." i say. He put away his weapon, and so did I, and then we had a long conversation. We got to know each other, and he offered me the job of being him and Miss Lovette's assistant, and of course, I said yes. we shook hands in agreement
