Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

it was a dark, dark night. there wasnt a moon out in the sky, not even a star. it was pitch. yet, it seemed so peaceful. but things are not always what they seem at the crossingplaces of moonlight. never trust your eyes. young whitney was a spioled girl, protected by her father who owned a rich bussiness. he was never at home for long. this night she asked her dad if she could buy newyork and own it. she also wanted her own chocolate factory like willy wonkas. she was very spoiled. he tried, but couldnt complete these reqeusts. so, little whitney went to bed crying her eyes out. she cried herself to sleep, even tough all of her servants and even her dad told her not to go to sleep on this unholy night. as soon as she was deep in slumber, a chill breeze blew through her room. it passed right through the curtains of her bed, and swirled and swirled at the end or the bed. a young girl, not older than five, stepped gracefuly out of the swirling mist. clan in all black, with a black bunny that was missing its head. the most percing thing about her were her eyes. they were blacker than the night she appered in, deeper than any hole. these eyes belonged to the face of hell. she looked up at the sleeping girl, and smiled. it was a grin wider than any. her face stretched and warped, and she ripped from her skin, revealing a monster, with huge limbs and a drooling mouth. she bared her teeth, opened her massive jaws, and roared. salivia flew from her oped mouth. she advanced on the prey, and in a a swift motion, cut off the grils legs, and ate them whole, without chewing. this awoke th girl. she felt the pain, and she started to cry and wail and scream. but no one could hear her. she was at the end of the line, she could go no further. this was her punishment for leading such a wretch life. she realized this, back never stopped screaming, even as she was being swallowed by hell. she didnt know that if she just let go of fear and greed she might be saved. but she hung on to her lifestyle to the end.

poor whitney never found a life to live. she didnt follow the rules. so if anything, learn something from poor whitney. never trust your eyes. . never let greed overtake you. never shut your eyes on the unholyest of nights.