Sarajones Stories

Colour can represent feelings, people, emotions. We're all colourful . Watch as our world has begun... Your mind is a stream of Colours... Lovey had always loved sunny Los Angeles. It was a place where she felt at home. She was a kind, loving, colourful person. Harry was everywhere all at once, then he disappeared for a while. He didn't really know where he felt at home. He had so many hidden colours that were waiting to be explored.

What if I told you that everything you think is real isn't? Everything you think is real isn't, your name. Birthday. Age. You can't be sure what is real or what isn't. But there is one thing that is real, your dreams. Fear your dreams because they are real. My name is Sara. Through the known and unknown. The twists and turns. Join Sara through reality and Imagination. Join her through the Crack in Reality. All rights reserved. Everything belongs to me. (even if it does feel like a Twilight Zone Fanfic) Please do NOT use these characters for your own writing. If you want to use them ask me first, though I'll probably say no lol.