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My Nightmare Before CHristmas Part 18Christmas wasn't as cheery in the real world than in Christmas Town. Not as many colors or lights or warm feelings, just decor put up with empty feelings. But that wasn't important now, I had to find Mortimer.
" His house should be right up Burton Street. Ah, here we are." I almost hesitated to go up to the window. While everyone else's decorations had no feeling, his had some kind of sadness with them. Sadness for me? Now I really had to see him! I walked to the window and tapped the glass.
Exactly a year ago, I was on the phone with the girl I loved. Now she was gone, most likely dead. But on Halloween, was that her? No
My Nightmare Before Christmas Part 17Medea's POV
I have no idea what on earth Jack was working on with all of these orange gemstones and gold pieces, but it was certainly keeping him occupied when he wasn't planning for next year's Halloween. Thankfully, he was still busy when Christmas came around the corner, the perfect moment to make my escape to the real world. My first thought was to take the passage from the graveyard, but I would be more hidden if I took the door at that place with the doors Jack called the Hinterlands. I heard him say that if you go through your own door, you come to the real world. Real world. That sounded so familiar, I couldn't put my boney finger on
A Reason to LiveIf only she had the guts to actually do it, to just leap among the cold waves and sink in death among the fish. She breathed in the smell and taste of saltwater, and water sprays hit her face, neck, and chest. She shivered slightly in the breeze from the waves, but she wasn’t really bothered by the chill. What weighed on her mind was something much deeper than the weather.
A pang of apprehension penetrated her heart as she envisioned her body being plunged into the water and weighted down by the strong waves. She thought about what it would be like to gulp in mouthful after mouthful of water, choking and never feeling any relief, b
Do you know the taste of the universe?One day, when you’re five years old and made out of fractured sunlight and mirror shards, you sat down on the bench of the MAX train. You’re dressed in your winter coat and boots that are too big and one of your parents has pulled your hat too close over your ears.
You’re sitting next to your mother, and on the other side is a man that smells like loneliness, something that you’ll later know as cigarettes and alcohol and homelessness. He’s crying quietly into the top of his jacket and you’re scared to look because you’ve never seen an adult cry.
The train ride goes on for five minutes, which is a lo
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