Author's Note: This is the little prologue, or teaser, for a new story I'm probably going to start after "Discovery" gets finished (only two more chapters now!). It's called "One Last Wish," and I need to get some comments on it to know if I should continue. So please, leave your reviews!
Miserable. That is the perfect way to describe my life. Absolutely miserable. Ever since I was a child, there have never been any happy moments in my life. Wait, scratch that. When I was merely a child, no older than eight years old, there were but two joys in my life. Two floating figures that acted the part of my parents. My two best friends. But only three months after these magical creatures were assigned to me as my fairy godparents, they were taken away. Good thing that knucklehead Jorgen von Strangle did not use a large enough dose of "Forget-i-cin" and left me with the memories. Or perhaps it is not such a good thing. For, because of these memories, I am living in a shack in a swamp, with nothing to do but remember the happier times. And of course, compare them to the present times. Back then, I was simply Morgana Dixon, just another child. Now, I am Morgana Dixon, the crazy old lady who lives deep in the woods. Do you think that I am happy living this way? Do you think that I would not give anything in the world to go back, thirty years ago, and change the past? Do you think I don't miss the two only friends that I ever had? That I ever will have? Not an hour, not a minute, not a second passes where I don't feel complete and utter regret over what I did to lose them. And I will never forget my promise to get revenge on them for leaving me. For abandoning me.
"Aha!" I cried out suddenly, scaring the birds, squirrels, and other woodland creatures away (again). My hands shook with excitement as I aimed my newest fairy tracking device towards the sky. A small green bar filled the screen, and finally, all this time paid off. Words appeared on the tiny screen: "Godparents located. Current Residence: Dimmsdale, California. Current Godchild: Timothy Tiberius Turner." Grinning evilly, I dropped the device to the ground and hobbled back towards my shack. I had a trip to make.
Author's Note: Please, please, please leave comments telling me if I should continue this story or not. It's going to be a lot different than my usual writing style, but it should still be good. I hope you enjoyed the little teaser for my newest story, "One Last Wish!" Please review!