Author's note: Sadly ( I do not own these characters if I did why would I
bother with this site ( Anyway if you have any suggestions or comments
please don't be afraid to tell me, believe me I'll appreciate them.
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-Chapter 1-
A girl who seemed the age of 15 spun in a circle looking at all the trees that surrounded her. "Great job Carina, Lost again", she muttered to herself as she brushed her raven black hair from her face. She stumbled forward till she could see straight again. She looked up at a group of trees that seemed to be in a circle. She swiftly walked into the circle with a curiosity which had consumed her. "Strange" she whispered for on all the trees that remained in the circle has a design on them that also seemed to stand for a door. She noted each design, a turkey, a Christmas tree, blah, diddity, blah. She stopped as her eyes floated upon the shape of a pumpkin. Slowly she moved closer and touched the carved pumpkin with the flat of her hand. She then placed her hand on the cold doorknob opening the door slowly. Suddenly the door flew open and Carina was incased in a cold wind and a tornado of leaves. She was pulled off her feet and through the pumpkin door into a spiral of orange and black...
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-Chapter 1-
A girl who seemed the age of 15 spun in a circle looking at all the trees that surrounded her. "Great job Carina, Lost again", she muttered to herself as she brushed her raven black hair from her face. She stumbled forward till she could see straight again. She looked up at a group of trees that seemed to be in a circle. She swiftly walked into the circle with a curiosity which had consumed her. "Strange" she whispered for on all the trees that remained in the circle has a design on them that also seemed to stand for a door. She noted each design, a turkey, a Christmas tree, blah, diddity, blah. She stopped as her eyes floated upon the shape of a pumpkin. Slowly she moved closer and touched the carved pumpkin with the flat of her hand. She then placed her hand on the cold doorknob opening the door slowly. Suddenly the door flew open and Carina was incased in a cold wind and a tornado of leaves. She was pulled off her feet and through the pumpkin door into a spiral of orange and black...