Hiya guys,

This is actually *strawberry_kisses* and this is my account for the stuff I have written which isn't fanfiction but more stories that I have written and just wanted to share with you guys anyway read on…

The Three Bears (Why do people always go into the creepy looking house?)

Once upon a time a time on top of a haunted hill lived three bears an evil papa-bear, a paranoid mama-bear and an evil baby bear.

One morning when mama was preparing breakfast she remember that she had forgot to bye the leeches to go on top of the family's morning porridge, and I don't mean lynches, I mean blood sucking leeches. Anyway, she decided that while the family's porridge cooled they would go out to the eerie forest and the collect leeches, after all what was porridge without out blood?

While the bears were gone, a traveling salesman was passing though the area when he noticed the house was open and, being desperate for a sale, he rudely let himself in. When he got in the house he immediately noticed something strange about it, ever and anon he heard a wicked laugh, there was always a constant moan and the placed smelled like a mixture of dirty baby nappy's and blood.

This was it; he had hit the jackpot. He'd find whatever money was in the house take it and run. But first he had to investigate an interesting smell he had started to notice when he was coming down the corridor. He found what looked to be a kitchen even though it was hard to tell. It looked as if it hadn't been used in decades, spider webs everywhere, dishes stacked up like a mountain on the sink and a putrid smell of decay but still there were three bowls of hot food on the table so someone must live (if you could call it that) there. He didn't know it was porridge and he didn't care he just scoffed it all down as quickly as he could, trying not to notice the taste (it's just normal porridge btw).

The salesman decided it was time for a search now his stomach was full. He searched the place from top to bottom but, believe it or not. There was no cash anywhere to be found, absolutely nothing. He was getting kinda tired because of how dark it was in the place and he remember that he saw a bed on the bottom floor so he walked slowly to it and lay down and in a instance he was asleep.

Meanwhile the bears had just returned home originally they had gone out to get leeches but now they could not remember what they where doing before and while they were at the woods.

As soon as papa entered the door his frown turned to a smirk and he exclaimed to the rest of the family.

"Fresh blood," and their frowns turned to smirks as well.

Everyone went out side and when they come back they each had a chainsaw with papa, mama or baby written on it and each had not so fresh blood dried on the blade. They all followed papa creeping ever so quietly making sure not to wake up their welcomed guest.

When they got to the room papa opened the door and let everyone in and then mama closed it noiselessly again. Papa got on one side of the bed where their guest was sleeping, mama and baby got on the other side they raised their chainsaws and turned them on and then... The rest is way to violent to tell to your poor young ears but lets just say for a month mama made the same breakfast and she called it TSD (Travelling Salesman Delight).

THE END

Did you like it? I hope so!!! Anyway, I know it's not really about anything but that's something I wrote basically to make people think. I hope it got your brain working. R&R!!!

*strawberry_kisses*

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