Here's the second one. Since this site has a spell checker, I can fix my mispell's and errors.
Annabelle ran through the town laughing and having the time of her life seeing all the amazing and interesting sights around her. The towns people wore very surprised to see a little wooden child running about in the snow with no coat or anything.
"ANNABELLE! ANNABELLE! YOU COME BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!" shouted Pinocchio running after trying to stop her. But the wooden girl was so quick he could barely keep up, and she was making a big seen as the people laughed and pointed that them.
"STOP HER SOMEONE! STOP THAT GIRL!" Pinocchio yelled. Just ahead a policemen wearing a blue uniform and big brown coat heard him yelling and saw Annabelle coming. As she approached he managed to grab her around the waist and lift her off the ground. She kicked and wiggled trying to break free, but he held her tight as Pinocchio finally caught up.
"Here you are young man," said the policemen handing the puppet girl to Pinocchio.
"Huff..Thank you, officer," Said Pinocchio breathing heavily trying to catch his breath.
"And YOU, young lady! That was very bad running off without any clothes. You'll catch a cold out here. And your making a seen too! We're going home," Pinocchio scolded her in an angry frightening voice. Poor Annabelle became sad and frighted by this. The people watching did not like with the way Pinocchio was treating her.
"What a brute, how can he treat that sweet little girl like that?" Said a few women. "If he takes her home he'll surely beat her." Said a few boys. Hearing the crowd the policemen thought Pinocchio to be a terrible father. He snatched Annabelle from him and sat her down, then handcuffed Pinocchio and led him away.
"NO! Wait! You can't take me to jail! My daughter just came to life, she needs me!" Pinocchio tried to reason but the officer led him to a large wooden wagon and threw him in locking the door.
"WAIT! Don't take my daddy away! PLEASE!" Annabelle begged pulling on the door of the wagon, but the policemen pulled her off and threw her to the ground. The wagon started off to the prison as Pinocchio looked out the little bar window and saw his daughter running after.
"DADDY! DADDY! DON'T LEAVE ME!" She cried chasing after him.
"Annabelle! Go home, go back home!" Pinocchio called to her. Finally she stopped and watched helplessly as her poor father was taken away to jail. Little Annabelle felt sad and abandoned. Heeding her fathers orders she turned around started walking back to the house.
The wind was freezing and brutal, and the snow fell harder and faster. Little Annabelle was shivering from the blistering cold, her feet felt like ice sickles and she couldn't stop shaking. Finally she made it back to the house and sat down in front of the fire trying to warm herself. The little cat Figaretta watched her from the table and wondered where the puppet girl's father was. Annabelle sat there crying and crying, tears pouring from her eyes like running water. She was cold, hungry and very lonely.
"What a bad girl I am!" She whined pounding her head with her fists making a loud wood knocking sound.
"If only I had listen to daddy he'd be here right now. I'd hug him and kiss him, and tell him how sorry I am," Annabelle felt ashamed of her actions that led to her father being taken from her, now she would have to spend her first night alone without him.
"You see what's happens to bad little children who disobey their parents?" A Little voice called out startling her.
"W-Who said that?" Annabelle looked around the room but there was no one but her and the little cat, then she heard the voice again.
"HERE! UP HERE!" the voice called louder. She looked up and standing on the mantle of the fireplace was a little cricket wearing a blue top hat, a black coat with a yellow tie, a red shirt and brown pants, little blue dress shoes and was carrying a little umbrella in his hand, and on his coat was a golden badge that read Official Conscience.
"Who are you?" Annabelle asked staring up at the little cricket watching her from afar.
"Crickets the name, Jiminy cricket," He said lifting his hat up and introducing himself.
"I've lived in this old house since your grandfather, Geppetto, owned it," said the cricket pointing his umbrella to a picture frame sitting on the mantle which showed Geppetto, Pinocchio as a wooden Puppet, Figaro the cat, and Cleo the gold-fish.
"You're a friend of my daddy?" asked Annabelle when she saw the picture of her father as a little wooden boy.
"That's right, I was his conscience. I helped him become the hard-working man he is today. And I have to say, I'm very disappointed in you, little girl," said Jiminy folding his arms.
"Why?" asked Annabelle.
"I saw everything that happened out there, your right to be ashamed of yourself. Pinocchio is now sitting in jail because of your foolish behavior," said Jiminy.
"I didn't mean too, I just wanted to see the world outside. There are so many new and exciting things to do and see," Annabelle explained herself.
"You can't just go running off doing what ever you want because your curious, that will only lead you to disaster and trouble if you're not careful," said Jiminy pointing his finger at her.
"What do you mean?" asked Annabelle.
Jiminy jumped into the air, opened his umbrella and gently floated down to the floor.
"You see little Annabelle, the world is full of things called temptations, their bad things that can lead you astray and have devastating consequences," Jiminy explained to her.
"I'm sorry, but I don't understand what you mean," said Annabelle scratching her head. Jiminy hopped onto her knee and tried to explain more clearly.
"I'm saying that if you don't behave and listen to your father, he'll think you're a terrible child and won't like you, and neither will anyone else," said Jiminy pointing at her again.
"But I love my daddy! He's the best daddy in the world. I want to do good and make him happy," said Annabelle.
"If you want to please Pinocchio then you have to listen to him, be honest, and go to school like he did, that's what good little boys and girls do." Said Jiminy.
"OK mister Jiminy, how do I start being good?" ssked Annabelle standing up as Jiminy jumped into the palm of her hand and looked around the house.
"Well, for starters, you could clean the house up for your father when he gets home. That'll make him happy," He suggested.
"Alright, let's do it." said Annabelle with a smile.
And so with Jiminy's help, little Annabelle went straight to work tidying up the house. She sweep the floors, dusted the shelves and all the old clocks, washed windows, tables, and dishes. After hours of cleaning the wooden girl became tired and exhausted. Suddenly all the old wooden clocks Geppetto made began to toot, and ring, and whistle. The music was so loud it echoed through the house and could be heard from outside.
"What does that mean?" Annabelle asked looking up at the clocks.
"It's nine o clock, time for us to go to bed," said Jiminy giving a big yawn making Annabelle and Figaretta yawn too.
"But Daddy's not home yet," Annabelle complained.
"Their probably keeping him over night, poor guy. You'll see him tomorrow, then you can apology to him. Now off to bed," said Jiminy.
Annabelle did as she told and got ready for bed. She looked through Pinocchio's dresser and found his old sleeping gown from when he was a boy and put it on. Then she crawled into her grandfather's old bed and tucked herself in. Figaretta jumped up on the bed and cuddled up next to her. Annabelle felt a little less lonely having the little pink kitten and talking cricket watching over her but still longed to see her dear father sitting all by himself in a cold prison cell with no one care for him. Feeling very guilty the girl said a little prayer for him, then laid her head down, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
As you can tell I used more things from the original book. For those of you who don't know, Jiminy Cricket is now voiced by Phil Synder, the father of the MLP Brony analyst INKROSE/Anastasia.