What Has Happened? (An Original Story)

I woke up in my big fancy bed. It's a four-poster canopy bed, and I love it. It's pink and very frilly.

I got up quickly and put on my purple velvet robe over my pink satin PJ's and headed downstairs. I couldn't wait to open my many Christmas presents. They all seemed like they were a very strong magnet and I was the paper clip.

I only stepped every other step, rushing down my large spiral staircase. I could see the top of the magnificent Christmas tree with a pearl-and-gold angel on top. It was covered with ornaments, round ones, square ones, home-made ones, star-shaped ones, you get the picture.

But when I got down the stairs and looked at the tree, something was wrong. Very wrong. It wasn't about the presents-- It was about something lying at the foot of the tree. It was... No... It couldn't be...

My mother and father were lying dead by all the presents, but my sister, my only other part of my family that was left, had survived. I didn't know how or why, she just did. This was the start of my journey to the mysterious world. This was the start of my journey to the other world, the dark world. This was the start of my journey. Read my tale, read my past. Read how I survived, read how you, too, can survive.