User blog:Hazelcats/Happy Fun Sad Story Time With Hazel!

Hello, darlings! Here is my own collection of wiki chat story time tellings that will be added to over time. Have fun!

By reading this blog, you have agreed that the user Hazelcats is not responsible for any of the following symptoms:

Damage of Feels and/or Emotions

PTSD

Crying

Over obsessive shipping

Anger issues

Unusual dreams

Unusual emotions

or any other feeling or trauma that may occur after reading any of the following stories

Flames(AKA: Everyone Dies)(To Be Renamed When Hazel Has More Inspiration)
There was a little girl who lived in a kingdom far, far away.

She went to school, and had fun with her friends. She was very, very happy, and had not a care in the world.

But all that changed....when the Fire Nation attacked.

She had been sleeping when the Enemy atacked, using flames and bombs and horrible things for their weapons. Her parents woke her and they ran for it, running from the wall of fire that was coming towards them, but soldiers found them, and the little girl was taken from her parents, who pushed her away into the trees at the last second.

She never saw them again.

The girl ran for her life, until finally collapsing from exhaustion. She sat there and cried herself to sleep.

The next morning, the sky was still dark.

Ash and smoke fell from the sky. It had started to snow, and the snow was black from soot. And despite the haunting memories of boiling fire from the night before, it was cold.

The little girl, terrified that the soldiers might come looking for her, began to walk. There were not many trees, but there didn't seem to be damage from the fire.

And after what seemed like hours of walking, she stopped, tired and hungry and alone, and she laid down to sleep.

But it seemed to be only minutes after she had fallen asleep, when she was once again awake.

Something was moving in the bushes.

Scared, the girl tried to hide in one of the bushes, but alas it did not work, and when the creature appeared from behind the tree...

A little boy was standing there.

The boy, who lived near a village nearby, almost immediately made it clear that he was not an enemy. After a few moments, the girl stood up.

The boy brought her to his mother's house, where he lived with her and her alone, as their father had left long ago, and his only sibling had long ago died of sickness. The mother, after hearing the girl's heart-breaking tale, took the child in to live with them. The girl was eventually enrolled in the local school, and made friends, though none of them she was closer to then the boy who had rescued her.

Years passed on. All was normal. The girl was once again happen.

But....yet again...the Fire Nation decided more territory was needed for their kingdom.

It again happened in the night. The day before had been almost normal, peaceful. A happier day then usual.

But in the late hours of the dark, the sky lit up in flames.

The girl, who would never forget the sounds of the exploding flames, woke first. And the three tried to run. But it was too late, and the soldiers were soon upon them.

The mother went down first, old and tired and unable to run as fast. The girl couldn't help but see her own mother, in the back of her mind.

But they ran, and when it seemed that maybe, they might escape, shrill whistling sound pierced the air, and an arrow pierced the boy's back.

The girl, horrified, managed to hide with the boy and drag him to safety.

But, when she tried to save him, it was too late, and he died before her eyes.

Heart-broken and alone, surrounded by dancing flames, the girl kissed him for the first time.

But the boy, cold and gone, simply lay there.

And when the soldiers found them, and took the girl away, the girl did not protest. Because, even if she were to die at the hands of the fire nation, she would be with her love at last.