What would it be like if you were trapped somewhere in Italy with only a friend who also got kidnapped by some men out in the woods? No hope, parted from your friend and lost. Nothing but faith keeps you alive. Plus, there is someone you have to work with and this guy seems very difficult to deal with. Lets see how Naomi works it out and tries to keep secrets about herself so that her enemys won't find her weak point.

My name is Autumn, just Autumn. I lived a normal life until I went cheese shopping at half three in the morning. That morning, I met him. To be precise, he even stole that cheese. His name is Death, but please call him Noah. I would like to say that he’s an easy going, calm and nice person to be around, but that would be lying. He’s actually moody, has anger management problems and shouldn’t be allowed anywhere near sharp objects. He’s also my best friend, not that I had any choice in the matter, that is. This is a very complicated story of Death, whose name is actually Noah, his teddy bear, a sixteen year old girl, an extremely irritable math teacher, a broken washing machine and a few damned souls who want to kill me for no apparent reason.

Most little girls play with Barbies, so no one thinks it's unusal when Bridget's little sister Alice and her friend Maddy are constantly playing with the plastic dolls. One day though, the dolls turn into more than just play toys. The dolls start affecting the lives of Bridget, and Maddy's older brother Garrett. At first it just seems coincidental, but then they start to realize the girls they thought were their sisters are gone, and have been for a while. **The paranormal stuff in this starts off pretty non-existent, and it grows gradually. This is a SLOW paranormal story** ***Also this is in the Watty Awards, so please vote! This is my most favourite story to write so it would mean a lot to me if everyone did vote, even if it's only for your favourite chapters!***