Seven years ago, I had a stuffed bunny named Tinkly. Tinkly was big, and I loved her more than anything. She came with me wherever I went. I depended on her. She never left my side, and some people thought it was disturbing. I didn't care. She meant the world to me, and being so young, she was one of the only things I knew to love. To me, Tinkly was alive, and that was all that mattered. But then, over time, the bunny started getting smaller and smaller. She had shrunk over time, and I didn't know why. Well, I had not been "hanging out" with her. I thought that it was maybe because she had lost her magic, since I had stopped carrying her around and talking to her. But no, all my assumptions were wrong. It was because I had grown up. And Tinkly found her way to the back of my closet. And she's still there today.
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And Then There Was Nothing. {discontinued}
FantasyThis story is discontinued and I'll never write in it again. However, if you'd like to read what's left of it, you are more than welcome to do so. **** I've made a lot of mistakes. Unfixable ones. Right now, I could be in jail, an orphanage (yeah, a...