She was… gorgeous. She had long, silky, dark brown hair that covered her face and she was wearing a long white flowy dress. A chill ran down my spine as her voice said, “Child of the king, daughter of the queen. Rosette White, what is the purpose of your visit?”

What was the purpose of my _visit_? Well, this ghost lady had to sort herself out. _I_ wasn’t _visiting_. She had brought me here to thi...

Elle était là, grande et blanche, ses cheveux noirs recouvrant son visage élancé. Je pouvais distinguer les lignes cassées de son menton aigu, entendre sa respiration lourde. Je sentais un regard me transpercer, mais je ne trouvais pas ses yeux.

Elle se tourne brusquement. Je sens une main se poser sur mon épaule, mais en réalité, elle est devant moi.

« Qui es-tu ? » je trouve la force de demand...

The woman stands before me, out stretching her long, spindly fingers. No—not a woman…not a woman at all. But something like it. She was obviously female, but not woman—not mortal.

I shuddered as she floated closer to me. Fog puffed in front of me as I breathed—she was freezing. I took a step back, my fleeting crunching in the decaying leaves from her trail. I pulled my arms close to my chest, go...

They said it was a bad idea to come here. But I never listen anyway.

Towering trees make it nearly impossible for any stream of light to make its way through. I had entered the forest at midday, but it might as well have been midnight. Only the soft glow from above the treetops makes it possible to see anything at all.

The wind whistles through my ears, playfully brushing my hair from side to si...

Princess April was dashing into the forbidden forest, her tiara dropping from her head while salty tears streamed down her face. She was running away from her problems of being a noble of her village, the harsh words of her father’s displeasure with her replaying through her head; she has had enough with the stress that she had to intake.

Growing tired, she slowed down her running before eventual...

Thios was being guided by her master to see something…interesting....

“Now, honey I want you to follow my directions very carefully.” My imaginary friend Amy said to me. I enthusiastically nodded my head, excited she was giving me instructions. “So first. I want you to go and sneak into the woods in the yard, okay?” Amy asked me, I nodded again. I walked to my back door, reaching all the way up to reach the handle and opening the door, making sure to close it behind...

Her hair as silky as a wooden floor

Her clothes as bright as a dusty mirror

Her eyes as deep as the sea

But on a wooden floor you could slip

But a dusty mirror could crack

But being in a sea you can sink

Being in the cold presence of hers

You could fight or flight...

The lady in white slowly approaches me, her tattered dress rustling with each step. Her hollowed eyes fixed upon mine.

She raises her slender, pale hand and gently places it on my cheek.

I was completely paralyzed. I tried to run. I tried to scream. But, I was frozen in fear.

Suddenly, I feel her nails digging deeper into my skin. She slowly drags them down to my neck. Her mouth opens wide a...

Today you smile at the deeds you were able to get away with.

The smell of the child still on you hands.

The cold was gone as a white wave came over her. The smell of the dirt and rotting leaves had faded. The child did not recognize what stood before her but the smell was familiar. The warm smell of tortilla cooking on her Grandmother’s stove and cinnamon.

Come with me my love I will...