The Red Brick road

A hint of rebellion, a dash of emotional issues; yep that sounds like me. My name is Allison Carter. My parents left me at the doorstep of an orphanage when i was just born. Nobody cares about me. I go to school and get pushed into lockers, mocked, spit on; hated. When i get back home from school i get tortured, and i end up locking myself in my closet.Then there came the day. The day the orphanage owner opened the locked closet and started to pound my head with her fist. I fell unconscious,unable to get back up. All i saw was darkness. Surrounded by darkness. I felt like i was floating on a cloud. Then i saw a dark dim light. Who would care if I was dead, nobody would miss me. So i get of off my life supporting cloud and crawl towards that light. But I should have left that place alone. ounce i stuck my hand in I couldn't bring it out. I was stuck; so I had to crawl the rest of the way. When i got where the light wasn't as bright i fell off a two story building. This place wasn't a heaven at all. It was morally like hell.Dust is all i saw.but then I looked right beside me a dead decaying body. I scream and try to stand up with the support of a building.Looking out into the distance that is all i see: millions and millions of bodies. Then i saw one hanging from a tree with a sign hanging above her "Glinda the Good :P,". I walk over to so called "Glenda" hanging from the tree. I can't help but see a fairy wand in her hand. Out of curiosity I touch the star on it and a huge bubble formed. I pop the bubble, then snatch the wand from "Glenda's," hand. Her skull turned and started to shout "Thief!!Thief!THIEF.!!!,". I turn around on my heel and run.I found a trail of red bricks.I follow the path not certain of my doom.

Hey guys it has been a while since i have written a story I will update this one on Fridays, and Saturdays and if you want to know how the place of oz became like this I will put a a/n in the next chapter to explain so i hope you will enjoy this series ~hipstermuffin~~lizzie~