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This story contains a lot of stupidity and humorous content, there are curse words so beware. There is words that might not make people comfortable so, you have been warned! Also, these stories are not real there just something I think because I am weird ...
Hello, my name is Isabelle. People call me Belle. I am what you call a peasant. I take care of my grandfather, he is mental. He gone insane after my fathers death, I was just a little girl 5 years old but I still remember. The witch that killed him, cut off his head for stealing a little piece of bread for his starved family. He risked his life for all of us. I walk down the cobblestone walkway as girls pass out. Its him I walk quickly and quietly away. All he wants me is for my looks. I stare at the beautiful flower path leading to my little shack as what I call it home. I walk in and my grandfather is laughing insanely. I hate seeing him suffer like this, although I ignore it It just breaks my heart. I got my basket and took out an apple I layed it on the table. I took the knife, I looked at the knife sharps edges. I sliced it through the core of the apple. Slowly and precisely cutting the apple until it was in a million little pieces. I put them in a bowl and got a spoon. I gave my grandfather the bowl and spoon. My grandfather banged the spoon with the bowl. I sighed and rolled my eyes, its like taking care of a damn baby! I walk into the kitchen heading towards the front door, before I leave I grab my book on the counter. I open the page and continue to read on page 56. I walked and walked not paying attention. I was so lost in the book I tripped. I heard a sudden howl distant. Shit, coyotes. I saw yellow eyes gleaming threw the woods and the face was getting closer and closer. I felt a shrieking pain. I heard a huge roar and all I saw was an ugly beastly creature in front of me before I blacked out. ------------------------------------------------------------------
My vision started to get a little bit clearer and what I saw before my eyes.... I couldn't speak, all I did was scream. Screamed so loud I could feel the vibration from my brain giving me a headache.
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I know... I'm weird I just have an awkward imagination XD bye luv bugs-xoxo ❤❤❤
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