molly0201

This tale tells of a girl, a very quiet girl. She hadn't had many friends, but in another universe, a secret world, she had uncountable friends. But this universe, this world, was imaginary, her friends as well were imaginary. In this imaginary world, there were several animals who could talk. Her best friend was a lamb going by the name Topsy. Topsy was a clumsy lamb, she had long-memory term. Oh, I haven't mentioned the girl's name yet, have I? Well, her name was Elizabeth, but everyone called her Liz. Elizabeth and Topsy were the bestest friends ever, but one day a bear about 7 feet tall had wandered into this imaginary world. This bear wa

My feelings mean nothing. My pain means nothing. My tears mean nothing. My happiness means nothing. My anger means nothing. Everything is made out of nothing. I am nothing.

   Now, you may be asking, "Where IS home?"   I've traveled high and low,   here and there,   beyond all lands.   And I've learned,   that home is wherever my family is.

              Have you heard of the Muffin Man?             No, he's not a man made out of muffins.            Parents love to joke about the Muffin Man with their children,           But what they don't know is that the Muffin Man is a vicious creature.          He creeps in your closet and peeks out from under your bed.         He loves children.        He savors every moment of your delicious screaming,       He samples the taste of your blood, absolutely scrumptious.      When your mommy and daddy are sleeping, he throws you in a pot.     He slices in some pig snouts and cow hooves,    seasons the stew with spices.   And