Once there was a little girl named Carol. She loved to discover new things. One day while she was looking through her grandmother's purse; she discovered a box of matches. Carol took the box of matches outside to play with. Carefully striking the matches against the box; Carol discovered that they make fire. Later on, Carol became bored of JUST fire; so she found some chemicals for cleaning and her mother's hairspray. She was absolutely fascinated with what average liquids could do. But her favorite was the hairspray, she would press down the nozzle in front of the fire and it was like magic.
On a rainy day Carol was not allowed to play outside, so she decided to play with "her" matches indoors. She wanted to see what would happen with her barbies and carebares if she lit them with the flame. Her mother became mad at her for playing with fire, so Carol threw one of her flaming barbie's at her mother. Carol's mother was burnt to a crisp and a few hours later so was her house.
So until this day, Carol travels around the world watching all mothers. Seeing if they were being a cruel or even nice enough parent that seemed cruel; she would teach their children about the flaming barbie's, matches, fire and hairspray, just so they can carry on her legacy of bad seeds.
[This story is an idea of one of Hans Christian Anderson's stories remade into my own]
iKillur · Wed Jan 02, 2008 @ 08:29pm · 0 Comments |