Hey, this is just a story I made for fun! I love grimm/fantasy/weird stories so I made a fanfic. Would you kindly tell me what you think about it? Good and bad reviews are fine just don't go too crazy. Love ya! (FIXED IT! sorry it wasnt loading right :/ )
-Tris's POV-
I'd skipped down the path in the woods many times.
My mother warned me not to go into the woods at night because the witches will take me away.
I think witches are silly. Ugly, fat, old women on magical brooms? Ridiculous.
So in the moonlight I skip down the warn pathway looking for my puppy, Grubs.
She's white with bright blue eyes. She stands out in the darkness.
I like her because she reminds me of...well me.
I have blue eyes and pale hair, we both are always getting into trouble.
I hear the soft yips from her and walk off the pathway, tripping into the dark forest.
I follow the sounds until I'm in front of a house. I see Grubs batting her small paws at the grass surrounding the house.
I step forward and pick her up with my small hands and hold her to my chest.
I look up at the house and see it's made of candy.
Candy!
I rush forward and pull a piece of something sticky off the house.
As I start to suck on the candy the door to the home opens.
I set Grubs down carefully and tell her to stay.
She tilts her head in confusion.
I giggle and step inside.
Lit candles light the house and I notice it doesn't look very tasty on the inside.
Knives, axes, swords and brooms line the walls, along with shelves, stocked with jars filled with random gross items.
I see a stove, a table, and a shadowed corner.
I step farther in and the corner becomes more visible.
An old lady with a loathly, moley, wrinkled face looks over at me and smiles with sharp, yellow and black teeth.
"Are you lost sweetheart?" The lady asks.
I nod in fear.
She smiles and gestures me over, "come, We can wait here together till your parents come to look for you."
I slowly inch towards her outstretched, boney hand.
I take her hand and she pulls me up as I struggle and wither in her hands.
She slaps me and I stop knowing I'll die if I fight back.
"Good." She smiles wider and whips around to face something in a cage. "I told you to EAT!" She screams and a croaky voice.
I look over and see a boy about 10 sitting in the cage, he looks calm and serious. He has dark hair and deep blue eyes that make me shiver.
"And I told you I'm not eating anything!" He yells back and looks at me.
The lady growls and shakes the cage, making the boy fall.
"Then I'll just eat you now! It's been 4 weeks!" She exclaims then turns to me.
"MAKE THE STOVE HOTTER!"
I walk over to the stove and open it the put more pieces of wood in.
"MORE!"
I put more in, then close it to let it warm up.
She pulls the boy out, and I notice he's chained up. "Open it darling." She tells me wickedly
I look to the stove , "But ma'am the stove looks too small for him."
"Nonsense. I'll show you." She drops the boy then walks over and opens it, then sticks her head in, "See."
I come up behind her and shove her in, then close the door putting a piece of wood in the way so she can't push her way out.
She screams and cries for me to let her out.
"That hot enough for you now?"
I turn to the boy who looks at me with wide eyes.
I grab an axe and cut the locks off.
He takes my hand and we both run out of the house.
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