Jewellerybox Stories

Melanie Fernandes, A girl of 14, just got transferred to a haunted school where she meets Jeremy Clarkson, her friend and they started to solve the mysterious problems of the school related to the old science lab of their school. Can Melanie and Jeremy fix the problem ?? The big question arises when they saw the girl in the lab.

Hi there, everyone! I know that this isn't the usual update I'll post, but Rodger and I found something! It looks a bit boring, I guess, but it's a journal from before! Like, before Glisten took charge, I think. I'm probably right, since Rodger agrees! He said that there might have been something called 'humans' here before. (I think he's referring to those drawings of a human named 'Sam' and those letters signed 'Sharon'. Not sure if he knows I found those, but maybe? Probably.) Took me a while to reconnect this old phone to the internet - so, sorry if I don't manage to update often. It'll either mean I'm failing at connecting to stable WiFi, or Glisten's caught on and starting to quiz me and Rodger on what we found and why we're looking in the first place. (He doesn't know I've got this phone, either, and I'm hoping it stays that way.) Most likely the former, but I don't want to risk it. Gtg now, see ya! ~ Boxten -- Haha YES MY LITTLE AU I'VE BEEN THINKING ABT FOR WAY TOO LONG IS HERE FOR THE PUBLIC TO SEE! (For better or for worse.) If Boxten and Rodger seem OOC, it's intended. There's a reason for this, I promise! (It's called Glisten's Runway AU, there'll be a thing out eventually abt that.) Dandy's World (And all mentioned characters so far) belongs to BlushCrunch Studio and Qwelver

She'd be lying to herself if she didn't admit that lying her in the dark, didn't make her feel so alone and so terrified; she'd also be lying to herself if she didn't admit that stepping outside was the one thing she cried over and longed for.

Just a small compilation of my short stories that will hopefully grow over time :) Enjoy

[!! NOT MY ART !!] Just a collection of my silly little stories