Some Wisps

On a less DEPRESSING note. Let me tell you a story to get us away from all this pain.

This is the story about a little girl named Cindy and a misterious little pixie named Pretz. This isn't a happy story... nor a very sad story... it's just a story :)

Cindy was always a quiet child... it wasn't until the birthday of her second year that she even cried. She was not a simple child as some would assume under the circumstances for she was quick to learn tasks and come to understanding, as she grew up with her adopted family...

The discussion of the happening of Cindy's adoption was never voiced from Cindy's parents for at the age of 10 and at the exact moment of 10 both of Cindy's parents we killed instantly when a man made wave pool went hay-wire at the annual visit to the local theme park.

Cindy was then moved to an old farm that doubled as an ophanage(sp) .

The Orphanage was ill equiped and the children spent most of their days doing chores. There was little fun had... and little Cindy longed for more.

Her wish was granted on a day that she went to try and catch chickens when she stumbled apon a circular ring of piculiar(sp) mushrooms with a tiny figure relaxing on them...

Being currious Cindy shuffled her feet near the mushrooms, hoping that it would make enough noise to disturb and bring life to the motionless creature.

^I know you're there^

Take aback... Cindy jumped...

^It's okay^ the little creature wispered ^don't be afriad^

With a bit more reassurance Cindy smiled and said "nice to meet you"

^Nice to meet you... i've been waiting a long time^

....

Now lay back and imagine this story in your head... it can go anywhere. Just make it up...

I do these kind of things when I can't sleep to keep my thoughts less focused on things that can stress me... I figure if sitting here writing... and sitting and watching TV keeps my mind from racing... why can't telling a story in your head... It's to keep me focused so I can sleep.

*sigh*

I'm tired.

Night