katalynn
Playing with demons
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Somewhere on the edge of your imagination, there is a Labyrinth. It twists and turns like wicked thoughts, and no one - no man, woman, or child - has ever reached its centre. There standing within the walls of Goblin Town, is the castle of the goblin king.
Goblins are nasty little creatures whose greatest delight is stealing babies and turning them into goblins. But this can only happen if you wish for it. You must say exactly the right words for your wish to come true.
'I wish the goblins would come and take you away right now!'
are the right words. When the goblins hear them, they will come...
In a little town just outside a big city lived Sarah, her father, her
stepmother, her half-brother, Alex and her dog, Merlin.
Sarah was a beautiful girl of the age 19, she stood tall and proud, with long dark hair and peircing green eyes. Always defying her stepmother, least it seemed that way to the stepmother.
Alex on the other hand was just a year old, but Sarah considered him a terrible nuisance. She was always asked by her father to baby-sit for him when she had something better to do.
Alex was a spoiled little brat, always allowed to play with all her favourite toys - even her very special bear, Lancelot. Besides, everyone paid lots of attention when he did something silly, like made noises or stand up. While no one, Sarah thought, pays any attention to her at all.
One summer's night, Sarah was alone with Alex when a storm swept in from the east. Lightening flashed, and thunder roared. Alex began to cry.
No matter what she did, Sarah couldn't make him stop.
She tried picking him up and bouncing him on her knee. She tried his rattle, his bottle and his fuzzy yellow chicken. She tried everything she could think of.
But the tiny, red-headed, red-faced Alex cried louder.
"Oh, be quiet!"
Sarah was furious as she held the child up in the air, the lightening causing him to cry even more. Decided to just let him cry himself to sleep at this point and put him back into the crib.
"Sometimes I really hate you."
Then she added, stamping her foot,
"I wish the goblins would come and take you away right now!"
And they did. When she turned the light off it was dead silence in the dark room, out of no where an owl came beating its way into the window. Glitter and fabric swayed all around, it was then it finally hit her that Alex was gone. And in his place, standing next to the window was the king of the goblins, tall and
stern in his dark cloak, eyes glittering in the gloom.
"Who are you?"
Sarah spoke rashly through fear.
"And where is my baby brother?"
Goblins are nasty little creatures whose greatest delight is stealing babies and turning them into goblins. But this can only happen if you wish for it. You must say exactly the right words for your wish to come true.
'I wish the goblins would come and take you away right now!'
are the right words. When the goblins hear them, they will come...
In a little town just outside a big city lived Sarah, her father, her
stepmother, her half-brother, Alex and her dog, Merlin.
Sarah was a beautiful girl of the age 19, she stood tall and proud, with long dark hair and peircing green eyes. Always defying her stepmother, least it seemed that way to the stepmother.
Alex on the other hand was just a year old, but Sarah considered him a terrible nuisance. She was always asked by her father to baby-sit for him when she had something better to do.
Alex was a spoiled little brat, always allowed to play with all her favourite toys - even her very special bear, Lancelot. Besides, everyone paid lots of attention when he did something silly, like made noises or stand up. While no one, Sarah thought, pays any attention to her at all.
One summer's night, Sarah was alone with Alex when a storm swept in from the east. Lightening flashed, and thunder roared. Alex began to cry.
No matter what she did, Sarah couldn't make him stop.
She tried picking him up and bouncing him on her knee. She tried his rattle, his bottle and his fuzzy yellow chicken. She tried everything she could think of.
But the tiny, red-headed, red-faced Alex cried louder.
"Oh, be quiet!"
Sarah was furious as she held the child up in the air, the lightening causing him to cry even more. Decided to just let him cry himself to sleep at this point and put him back into the crib.
"Sometimes I really hate you."
Then she added, stamping her foot,
"I wish the goblins would come and take you away right now!"
And they did. When she turned the light off it was dead silence in the dark room, out of no where an owl came beating its way into the window. Glitter and fabric swayed all around, it was then it finally hit her that Alex was gone. And in his place, standing next to the window was the king of the goblins, tall and
stern in his dark cloak, eyes glittering in the gloom.
"Who are you?"
Sarah spoke rashly through fear.
"And where is my baby brother?"
