A/N. dont own edward scissorhands. edward dont own me so we are even right? heehees
DON'T GO!
CHAPTER1
MEETINGS
I was in front of a castle-typed-thing-a-ma-jiggery. Jacey had once again dumped me in a new realm with no memory of how I know of said realm. I walked in pushing the door as I did. As cliché as it sounds; the door groaned in protest as I slowly made my way in. I took in my surroundings ad I was in awe by what I saw (no rhyme intended). There was a machine that seemed to have the intended purpose of making cookies! It had little people looking things with cookie-cutters on their feet. There was much more to this machine and many others but that would be too much to tell! So I decided to give my self a grand tor of this castle-mansion-whatever it is. That is, until I heard an odd noise. It sounded like the soft snip-snip of scissors! The ADHD (attention-deficit-hyperactivity-disorder) that was enticing me to rush trough my grand tour like a speedboat on two feet suddenly disappeared and was replaced by the ever present PTSD (post-traumatic-stress-disorder), depression, and anxiety. This would be about the time that I did the one thing that only I do; I looked up. As I did, it seemed as though a shadow at the crown of the stairway disappeared farther upwards! So, the ADHD partially returned as I became excited rushing up the steps to the mystery above!
A/N. hey sorry agian for shortness TT hope you like it though ;p