Crayon Girl

I made a little crayon house 

With little crayon trees
In a little crayon forest
Filled with little crayon leaves

And in the little crayon house
Lived a little crayon girl
She wore a little crayon dress
And had little crayon Curls

She was in the crayon garden
Crying little crayon tears
She told me she was worried
And had little crayon fears

She said crayon clouds would come
When she went out to play
down would come the crayon rain
And wash her face away.

I said even if it crayon rains
Once in a crayon while
I'll always come back with a crayon
And draw on a crayon Smile

I held her by her crayon hand
And then led her away
I said everything's a crayon world
And everything's okay.

Horrific Incident when I met Cher

I received the following message in the post this morning.

. . . come and find me at my secret place this evening at six o'clock. I'll write my name on the door so you'll know where I am. Your friend cher. . . that's right . . . the singer. . .

Having never met cher i was Intrigued and went to the secret place at six. I found an old door with the word "cher" written on it in. I pushed the door open and went inside.

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While He's away - Final Part.

Fuelled with adrenaline and anger Jen reached down and picked up the knife. She cut her left hand free and started working on her ankles. The first cord snapped free with ease but the second ankle was bound too tight. Sure he would wake up at any second she looked round the room for anything that she could use that might help. . . but there was nothing.

While He's away - Part Four

As Jen sat there in her blood stained wedding dress, she could hear him in the kitchen clunking about. She wasn’t sure how long she had been out for before but it must have been a while if he had had time to rearrange all her furniture. She looked at the dining table, all laid out for dinner. Great she thought. She had previously been full of hope that she could escape somehow but now those thought seemed ridiculous. She looked down at her wrist, now free from the cord. She thought it looked pathetic, a slender, bruised, tiny wrist. What was she possibly going to do against someone like him? And she felt weak. . . so weak.

While He's Away - Part Three

When Jen finally awoke instead of being glad she was alive, she wished she dead. The pain that she thought was bad before was a thousand times worse now. Her mouth felt like it had been filled with boiling water and then stuffed with cotton. She wasn’t even sure if she was breathing. It didn’t feel like she was breathing. Every so often what felt like thick blood would run down the back of her throat making her gag and she would regurgitate it back out through a tiny gap at the front of her mouth.

While He's Away - Part one

Five miles away from the village and two miles from the nearest house, the little cottage stood alone. At this time of year the whole area was engulfed in real country darkness and the cottage glowed like a single candle in an otherwise pitch black room. Wind and rain pelted the outside of the house and the windows were close to freezing.

Inside however, there was a different atmosphere entirely. Jen sat in the living room on the little couch wrapped in a blanket feeling toasty warm. The blanket was completely unneeded as she had put the fire on a few hours before and the room was baking hot. The blanket was more for comfort really rather than anything else as she had planned on watching a creepy film before going to bed.