Its the year 2009. Around 40-50 years after Edward Scissorhands's death.
Or so I thought.
As I climbed the hill, I kept telling myself to go back.
But at the same time I couldnt, I had to see the place I felt I belonged.
Everyone said it was haunted, only the goth kids dare go up there.
Except even they would run away screaming.
But no one knew why.
Finally, once I got to the top of the hill I saw the mansion.
The garden was beautiful, unlike anything I had ever seen.
I went up to the door and knocked a few times, just to make sure no one was there.
I slowly opened the door, and tried to make out the objects in the dark spacious room.
Once I looked around, I started to walk up the stairs.
Was that a shadow?
Maybe im just seeing things.
I walked through the hallway, and into a room where part of the roof was missing.
The sky was dark, filled with stars and a full moon.
I laid down on the floor, looking for shooting stars.
A figure emerged from the shadows, and I closed my eyes, pretending to be dead.
Maybe he'll go away.
"H..hello?"
A soft voice said.
I slowly opened my eyes and started crying, thinking that I was going to die.
I was going to be stabbed to death, all for being curious.
"I.. I didnt mean to trespass, I didnt think anyone was here. Please dont hurt me."
I said scared, ready to fight with him if necessary.
"I wont hurt you, please dont cry."
He said, and sat down next to me.
I wiped my eyes with my sleeves, and got a better look at him.
"Whats your name?"
I said, staring at him intently.
"Edward."
He smiled nervously.
"Im Michelle."
I smiled back.
"Can I stay here tonight, Edward?"
I asked, growing tired and not wanting to go home.
He nodded and his scissors twitched.
I moved closer to him, wanting to get a better look.
"Can I touch your hands, or... scissorhands?"
I asked hoping he wouldnt get mad.
"Yes."
He flinched when I touched them, and accidentally cut my hand.
"Im sorry."
He said, a sad look on his face.
"Its okay Edward, its just a small cut."
I smiled and wrapped my black scarf around my hand.
I winced at the cold air on my neck.
Its the middle of Fall, nearly Winter.
He looked at me with curiosity in his eyes.
"Im c..cold."
I said shivering.
Edward got up and made a gesture for me to follow him.
He showed me his bed, newspaper articles all around it.
He sat down on the bed.
"Its warmer here."
He smiled as I sat down on the bed next to him.
"Can I use your blanket?"
I said as I wrapped it around myself.
Edward laughed and nodded.
I became tired, and lay my head in his lap, using him as a pillow.
He looked at me sadly.
"My hands..."
He whispered.
I just smiled and ignored his confused look, slowly drifting into the best sleep ive ever known.