Celwriter: I know that this is my four fanfic, but 'I couldn't resist
mate.'
I don't own Edwards Scissorhands or any of the characters in the movie.
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Chapter 1
Cel stood at the edge of a steep hill, looking down on the ruins of a town. A few years before the town had been ripped apart by a wild tornado, but Cel had not seen it before the catastrophe happened. Not like it mattered, after all, she knew no one who had lived there and did not really care.
Cel had left home the day after she had graduated from high school. She was 18 so her family could not call the police to look for her. She carried a single suit case full of several outfits and plenty of paper and pencils. She had several thousands of dollars in her pocket from her first royalty advance, but now she had to find a place to live so that she could receive her other checks and write in peace.
That's why she was here, standing at the bottom of a large hill, ready to open the gate. She had not been allowed a peek at the house before the offer closed, but it was said to be very large. Extremely large for how much she paid for it. According to a rumor she heard, two people had died at the strange castle. She didn't care, though, a house was a house even if it was a murder scene. Cel pushed open the gate and walked in.
The garden seemed well taken care of for a house that had been abandoned for twenty years. She approached the large door and almost reached for the knocker. No, this was her house and she didn't need to knock. It didn't matter anyway because no one would answer.
Cel slowly pushed open the door.
* * * celwriter: So, do you like it? I know it's another character whose name is Cel and is a writer, my third such character, but it is not a Mary- Sue!!!!
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Chapter 1
Cel stood at the edge of a steep hill, looking down on the ruins of a town. A few years before the town had been ripped apart by a wild tornado, but Cel had not seen it before the catastrophe happened. Not like it mattered, after all, she knew no one who had lived there and did not really care.
Cel had left home the day after she had graduated from high school. She was 18 so her family could not call the police to look for her. She carried a single suit case full of several outfits and plenty of paper and pencils. She had several thousands of dollars in her pocket from her first royalty advance, but now she had to find a place to live so that she could receive her other checks and write in peace.
That's why she was here, standing at the bottom of a large hill, ready to open the gate. She had not been allowed a peek at the house before the offer closed, but it was said to be very large. Extremely large for how much she paid for it. According to a rumor she heard, two people had died at the strange castle. She didn't care, though, a house was a house even if it was a murder scene. Cel pushed open the gate and walked in.
The garden seemed well taken care of for a house that had been abandoned for twenty years. She approached the large door and almost reached for the knocker. No, this was her house and she didn't need to knock. It didn't matter anyway because no one would answer.
Cel slowly pushed open the door.
* * * celwriter: So, do you like it? I know it's another character whose name is Cel and is a writer, my third such character, but it is not a Mary- Sue!!!!
