This is just a little short story. Let me know if you want this a full on story.

"I'm interested in how innocence fares when it collides with hard reality." - Geoffrey S. Fletcher Noelin Barnabas wasn't popular, wasn't even noticed at all really. He was a shadow, a dull echo in a backdrop of static sound, the dull buzz of something that wasn't there. In a way..he was like most teenagers, full of angst. Never quite fitting in. His only companions consisting of school bullies and a single, loner friend of whom barely talked to him, unless they both were alone, hidden from the world. Noelin was seventeen, a ripe age when he died, a young age. A memorial time. But how..? Why? Not a soul knew..for the boy had taken his secret to the death.

Dipper Pines is sent to the small town of Gravity Falls for the summer. But little does he know is that Bill Cipher, a dream demon, has been watching him. When Bill journey's into Dipper's mind in an attempt to try to get him to summon him in the real world it works, much to his delight. A dangerous deal is made, and now Dipper is powerless as Bill takes control. The more insane things Bill makes him do, the more demented the boy becomes... ∆ 3rd place winner of The Spring Gravity Falls Wattys, Dipper category! ∆ (Written circa 2015/2016) Newly Edited for grammar mistakes

**SECOND BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES** "That explains a lot." "I bet it does." The mask prevents me from seeing her face but I can just tell she is smiling at me; at my misery. It makes me want to tear her apart limb from limb. But, I restrain myself. It would do me no good to waste energy with her. I got the information I wanted and now I have to go. My mom needs me. "Is that all?" I growl, smacking her hand away. "Yes, it is." "Good," And then I punch her in the face. ~*~*~

*FIRST BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES* "Look at your hands. Their blood is on your hands." Jamie stares at her blood covered hands. She clenches her jaw, a muffled scream coming from her. I let her scream but I look around, knowing the police would come soon. If she wants to avoid being caught, she needs to get over her little crisis already. "Get up," I say quickly, going over and grabbing onto her arm to pull her up. "Come on, the police will be coming soon. You're not going to jail." She struggles against me, screaming, "No! You're going to kill me if I go with you." "This all can be erased," I insisted. The wailing of sirens tells me I need to convince her quickly. Jamie pauses, thinking hard. "Fine," she says. "Let's go then." I say no more as I run. She picks up my pace and follows me as I lead her away from her first murders and into her new life. I think it's one she'll fit well into.