once upon a time there was a small girl, for this story let her name be ms.x. now ms.x was a very happy little girl, she enjoyed maths and english at school. she liked to read books in her spare time and watch clouds and make small paper animals. she was a normal girl. with a normal life.until one day she was doing her much loved maths eqautions when she noticed that on the ground next to her was a compass...it enchanted her to pick it up singing slowly and softly "use me.. need me.. pick me up". the little girl did as she was told and picked the compass up. she wanted to hand it in, to find out who the real owner of this mysterious piece of maths equipment was. but something in its sharp points and sparkling screws told her to hold on to it and to never let it go. after finding this compass strange things began happening to the girl. one day she was walking to school as she did every day and then all of a sudden out of nowhere came crashing down this sofa it landed 7 cms infront of her. missing her by mere centimeteres. ms.x found this very odd but continued down her merry way to her educational paradise.once she arrived she was almost hit in the head by a passing knife. and then later that day she was almost hit by a flying axe. and then an array of sharp sporks. now the little girl began to wonder where were these dangerous flying items comming from?

then just after this thought a giant eagle came down grabbed her by her neck threw her into the air and swollowed her whole. the bird then choked and died.

 

moral of this story: always chew your food properly.

Once upone a fairytale live a girl in a hat with a pet rat, she had shrapnel in her mouth, and live amongest daisys. One day she was walking throught the orange fields of green, when she saw a big flying platypus named herald. She called out to him in hope of getting a lift to boat near the puddle, the puddle seeming like an ocean to the girl because she was 0.5 cms tall. So the platypus stopped and swooped down to what the girl thought was to give her a lift, but little to her knowledge the platypus swooped down and ate her! whole! and bam she was gone. Leavning behind her pet rat and her hat, her pet rat continued living in the hat but with always the taste of hatred for the platypus for eating the girl. Two years passed and the cold heartedness stewed in the rat's small rib cage, then he suddenly decided he wanted to seek reveng upon herald the flying platypus who killed the girl those two years ago. He searched the skies, seas and lands of the orange fields of green, and he then found him sitting on a creek bank blowing bubbles with a pipe. Rat saw him, he then ran over to platypus and stole his pipe and threw it in a tree, platypus began to cry, he wanted his pipe back, so rat said only if he gave back the little girl, so platypus resentfulyl gave her up, he vomited her up and she was covered in slime, she got up and looked at him then said "all i wanted was a lift you silly platypus" and then they all exploded in a gas explosion, becuase the creek bank was actually a lagoon bank and the lagoon was letting off flamable gas and the rat decided he wanted a ciggerette and as he lit the match everyone exploded.

 

moral of this story, smoking kills

once upon a time there was a little story book, this book belonged to a little boy. the little boy hated this book, he loathed its happy endings and its once upon a time beginings. one day the little boy brought the book to school to show his friends, they all gathered around as he read from the hated childhood memory, they withdrawed with disgust at the story. the little boy then read it out in class and the teacher writhered and squirmed as the storys went on, she hated them too. so the boy decided to throw away the book in atempt to be rid of this hideious monstronsity, but when he went back to class there it was mysteriously returned to inside his desk. the boy confused at this tried again to throw it away it once again returned to his desk, he tried once more to throw it away but after failing miserabley decided to just leave it in his desk to rot away. then one day whilst doing his algorismism the book exploded killing everyone in the school.

 

moral of this story never give up.

once upon a time over the rainbow their lived a boy, this boy was prince of his land of colours and magic, not only was this boy prince but he was also protecter of the pixies, his people. The pixies lived in crowds of 50 or so, in small villages called "vill-ages", the pixies were a gentle folk, who grew cabbages and carrots. The entire population of this rainbow coloured land were vegetarians and lived souly off cabbages and carrots. One day the prince was flying over his fabulouso proverb of colours, when he noticed something strange growing out of the ground he flew down to further inspect this curiousity... when he reached the ground he looked it was a carrot, but this carrot was different from the other carrots, because on top of the carrot was sitting a small orange creature, who looked vaguely like a carrot, the creature looke up at the prince and introduced himself as Fredrick the carrot geanie, he told the prince of pixies that he would grant him several wishes, if he would do him but one favour. Fredrick wished to fly with the prince and see the township from the sky, the prince gladly agreed. They flew magestically over the meadows and hills of the rainbow kingdom, over the vill-ages and threw the forrests. Once Fredrick had seen the land he asked the prince to take him down, the prince did as he was told and asked if the great carrot geanie would grant his wishes now... the geanie looked up at the prince and after seeing his world he replied, "no no i will not grant your wishes, for you already have all the things a prince of pixie rainbow land could possibley want" at this the carrot geanie then self distructed in a puff of orange smoke leaving the prince standing bewildered and mildly hungry. the prince then died becuase a tree fell on him.

 

moral of this story always watch out for falling trees.

once upon a time in the land of nod there was a fork, the fork belonged to a giant, this giant belonged to an even bigger giant who inturn belonged to a small dog. This small dog, alos happend to be the ruler of the known universe, how he became the ruler is a very interesting story. it begins with a boy, this was the lovechild of the great supreme ruler of the universe, now this supreme ruler was no ordianry supreme ruler, he was very far from it, for he had mastered the art of time travel and often went backwards and forwards throught time, he had begun to teach his son the secrets of his work, when it happend the boy became and adolesent and with his adolesence came rebelion and with his rebelion came the take over of his fathers time travel machine. he decided that he would take the supreme ruler's time machine, and cause havock in the land of past. which is just what he did, he traveled back in time and began his spree of distruction but with this spree of distruction came dire consiquinces which he didnt care about because he was being a rebelious adolesence and rebelious adolesence don't care about nothin or nobody. He then atempted to travel back to his present time. but when he got there everything had been destroyed the world had changed and his dog was sumpreme ruler of the universe, so this all came at such a shock to the boy that his head exploded.

 

moral of this story, forks are good for forking :)

once upon a time there was a small ragdoll she belong to a little girl, the girl loved her doll like she would love a sister or a small animal, she often went to the park with the doll, and played on the swings. it was a good life being the little girls doll. one day the little girl went to school, without the rag doll, instead she took a small mirror and a shiney red lipstick, then soon enough the doll becam pushed aside in the rush for the little girl to grow up and for her to become a young woman, but at the age of 10, the doll felt abondoned, no new owner was found, she was tossed aside, a childhood lost, the little girl began to grow up, replaced were her stuffed animals with eyeshadow and stiletto heels, and by the age of 12, she had, had several boyfriends. one day the doll said she had had enough of the ignorance, and began to gather an army of toys from arounrd the little girls room, the army of toys gathered under the girl's bed and began a revenge plan. the plan was to take over a small radio station and tell of the horror of a girl lost, so thats what they did they escaped the room , by tying together the girls small t-shirts, and escaped via the window the then found the small radio station and told the world their story, but alas it was herd to deaf ears, so the toys lead by the small ragdoll took action in their own way throught violence, and killed off the population of the town, before being captured by the government and destroyed.

 

moral of this story, dont be so quick to grow up.

once upon a time there was a hawain fairy princesss hula ghost, this was no ordinary hawaian fairy princess hula ghost she had a pet tiger, called george, he was her pride and joy along with her shiney silver trumpet which had been given to her the year before by a special king named king fergus the 67th, this king had been famous in his charity the support the up comming fairy princess hula ghosts he had done much for the charity including holding a dance concert in which, the hawain fairy princess hula ghost had performed and received the beautiful shiney slver trumpet, at this even she also met her tiger george, who she saved from hunters and in return he pledged loyalty to her forever and always. one day the princess decided to go for a walk with her loyal tiger george and her shiney silver trumpet, she walked and walked until she came to a small stream which ran through the enchanted forest which she lived in, there she speared a fish strait through his gullet and boiled him up along with special spices in her trumpet and made soup for her and george, they then enjoyed a mavelous meal of fish soup. as the party set off back home, they suddnely became ill and all exploded and died.

 

moral of this story, trumpets can be used for more then just playing trumpeting tunes.

once upon a time there was a group of ninjas they were good ninjas and were dedicated to keeping the world safe from things that liked to terorrise it, one day the ninjas were patrolling the streets of the world making sure there was nothing there to terorrise it when all of a sudden they saw it......THE GIANT FIRE BREATHING HUMUNGO EVIL FUR BALL SPITTING CAT!! the ninjas went into hyper drive to defeat this furousious feline.. just as the ninjas were getting their num-chucks ready the giant cat disapeared, the ninjas were left numbstruck, without a clue what to do, so they traveled back to there secret ninja lair where they then planned what they would do come there next encounter with the evil cat, they then went out in search of this fury beast, they lurred it to them using a serious of sea life based baits, when the giant feline approached them the ninjas attacked with ninja stealth and power but were unfortunately out number! becuase the cat had mysteriously produced  a litter of kittens!! they all attacked the ninjas all at once!! and the ninajs were defeated.

 

moral of this story ninjas are no match for the powers of  THE GIANT FIRE BREATHING HUMUNGO EVIL FUR BALL SPITTING CAT!

once upon a christmas time there was a teddy bear, this teddy bear was bitter and alone for he had no home or small child. he was wondering down the streets as he did most every night, he kept walking looking at his paws until he heard the sound of sliegh bells, yet another santa fake comercialism at its best, he wondered what this santa would be promoting maybe dish washers like the last one... but when the sleigh came into veiw there was no banner, there was no price tag on the side just a single man in a red suite being pulled along in a sliegh by a herd of reindeers, "hello ther young bear" said the man in the red suite "why are you all alone at this time of year?" "i am all alone for i have no small child or home" replied the bear bitterly "hmm i can help you young bear, i can help you find a small child and a home" so off the pair went him in his sliegh and the bear toddling along beside him, they walked through the darkened strreets until they came across a sign saying " small child and home for offer, enquire at desk" so the teddy bear went into the store and enquired at this desk as instruced by the sign and was granted his christmas wish a home and a small child..... he turned to see where his comrade had gone... but no where to be found was he.... perhaps this man was the real santa and not just a mystirous man in a red suite...but two weeks later the man in the red suites photo was posted on the front of a news paper he was a serial killer and he dressed up as santa and snuck into peoples houses and stabbed them to death with candy cains. 

 

moral of this story santa clause is a serial killer and should be avoided at all times

once upon a time there was a little boy, this little boy had a pet bunny who he adored, he cherised his little fury friend and took him everywhere even to school even though he wasnt sposed to be there .....the boy adored his little bunny rabbit, it was white with bright red eyes......one day the little boy decided to take his bunny for a walk in the park it was a beautiful october day it was raining outside and the clouds were grey.. the perfect day for a walk the little boy came across some older boys and waved merrily at them and decided to let his bunny lose for a stroll, so he did and the bunny hopped away gleefully to munch on the grass... as the little boy watched one of the older boys asked him to come and play with them, he accepted joyfully and ran off to play leaving his bunny to munch.. then after he had finished playing he decided it was time to go home... his bunny had gone from where he had left it... he started to call for it.... but no reply came... so he began to look for it... and then he found it.... it was behind a tree dead.. its fur matted with its own blood its red eyes glazed the bunny had died and next to it was a note reading " we killed your bunny while you played ball, you should really look after your pets better" he knew at once it was the older boys... he went in search of them his heart ablaze... he found them and stole a pick up truck and ran them down.... he killed them all and was then sent to a mental aslime to wait for his bunny to come back.

 

moral of this story, pets are big responsiblilty dont get one unless you are willing to look after it.

once upon a time in a far away place there was a little girl.. this little girl had a wonderful pin wheel in which she adored, it was blue and shiney and spun in the wind it was magnificint its spinning glory in the sun, its sparklinhg wonders.. it was beautiful. one day the little girl was asked to visit her ailing wizard uncle for he had the flu, so she went willingly for the little girl loved her uncle dearly, and as she walked, she skipped and watched her pin wheel blow in the wind magestically....untill she reached her uncles cottage in the woods.. there she knocked..1..2..3 times before the door swung open revealing her uncle. she embraced him then walked into his cottage and set about getting her uncle some chicken soup as was the custome at the time.... she left her perfect pin wheel with her uncle to look after and enjoy in his time of need.... as she fetched the soup in his kitchen he spun her pin wheel slowly... watching its entrancing beauty... when all of a sudden he sneazed onto the pin wheel and as we all know when a wizard sneazes something magical happens to watever it is he snezed on and that something just happend to be the pin wheel... and the magical happenings to the pin wheel was that it began to grow! bigger... and bigger... until it destroyed the little cottage and all of a sudden it got caught in the wind and its spinning beauty soon became spinning DOOM!!.. it headed towards the village where the little girl lived and blew away the houses and cut apart the people... destruction was left in its path.. and with the wizard to ill to fix his doings and the little girl busy making chicken soup everyone died and the village was destroyed... beauty became the destructor.

 

moral of this story never leave your pin wheel with an ailing wizard.

once upon a time in a far far away land there was a man this man was a carpenter and liverd amoung the forrest nymphs and loved to dance and sing, much to his fathers disgust his father was a "true" man and loved to do mainly things but his son loved to dance and sing!.. his son who was in much turmoil over his fathers dislike of his passion wanted to prove to him that dancing and singing was great.. so when the day came that he was given the opurtunity to dance and sing in the nymph's anual musical which this yr was to be about a little carpenter man, he jumped at it and grabbed the entry form from the top of the tree.. and to his great joy got the main part of the little carpenter man, he practiced and practiced day and night till his carpenter toes bleed and turned green from the grass then came the night he had been waiting for the night of the performance he invited his father, his father came not knowing it was to be a musical, his son was just about to go on when one of the nymphs gav himan ONION HAT! so out he went onto the stage to await his desitany in his ONION HAT! he danced and sung his little carpenter heart out as his father watched on, after the performance was over he went to his father and sed "father, father do you see the joys of my dancing and singing now?" the father replied with "no son i do not" so the son being out raged and upset left, then later when everyone had gone home he found his father sitting alone in the forrest drinking, so the son asked him again "do you like my dancing and singin" his father replied again with "no" so his son took his bow and arrow and shot his father in his ONION HAT and sed "father i tried to show you but you couldnt see it"....

 

moral of this story aprtiate everyones indiviualtily and talent, dont discriminate

once upon a time there was a girl, this girl thought she had the perfect life she had the best friends and a boy she thought really liked her, everything was perfect, but then one day the boy kissed another girl, he told the girl and she was heart broken her perfect life was no more, he sed sorry, she was still so hurt she cired but not alot. tears are gold and ppl shouldnt waste them, she never forgave the boy, or the other girl.

 

moral of this story sometimes sorry just isnt enough

once upon a time there was a lillte boy he collected papper clips so he was known as the papper clips boy, now the other children at his school often teased him about his papper clips fettish, this upset the little boy they used to call him names and ask why he had the papper clips but no papper, it made the boy so sad, so one day he went to school as he usually did, he walked threw the playgroud and listen to the other childrens taunts as he did every day he walked silently threw the hallways, almost as if mapping the school the next day he came again this time he walked threw the playgrouds holding a semi-auto matic and began shooting at the children who teased him... until there was blood shed everywhere after he looked around he began to slowly walk away threw the puddles of blood tears slowly rolling down his cheeks at the thought of what he did...... he walked into the park he could hear the ambulances comming down the road ..... he found a quite spot amoungest his papper clips and he shot himself too..

 

moral of this store, dont tease people for being different

once upon a time there was a girl who lied and awful lot, she never told anyone the truth... one day this girl won a competition, the prize was to be collected in a transaction at a small dark alley way.... the girl happily accepted, without actually remembering entering a competition so knowing full well that the prize was not intended for her she set off  to the set location, she wondered happily down the street skipping and whistling as she went .. untill she reached the destination.. she walked downt he alley and called out.. but no one answered... she called out again... this time she heard a feint cry... further down the alley, she had this deep forboding feeling in her gut ... but her greed made her follow the sound, she walked down the alley it seemed to go on forever... she kept calling out and the noise got louder and she could now distinguish it as "here i am, here i am, just a little further"... so she kept gowing the greed inside her growing at the thought of the prize.. then when she reached the end of the ally there was no one there....... then out dropped from the rafters a man in a ski mask, he began beating her with a hokey stick and continued... until he thought she was dead... which she wasnt ...then he left her... she got up and left the ally and told the police wat had happend... they cought the guy in the mask and he was charged with atempted murder.

 

moral of this story always make sure your victems are dead before you leave them..

once upon there was a girl, this girl was the best girl for everything she was nice, kinda and caring she was the everything... then one day this girl moved away and all of a sudden she became the nothing.. the emptyness of the soul envolced her and she was gone...

 

moral of this story everything is nothing, there is no such thing as anything..

once upon a time there was a city of knomes, called knomtopia these were peaceful creatures who lived at one with nature they lived like this for hundreds of years, then one day a human came amougnest there midst but seeing as they were peacful critters they greeted thge unexpected guest with open arms, the human was nice enough and as he left said he would be back the next day, as promised the man come back the nest day but with him he braught some unwatned guest.. machines and workmen they forced the knomes off the land and they got angry and revengeful and swore to get them back one day.... many years past.. and in replace of the knomes sanctuary there was a series of apretment buildings ... but no sign of the knomes so the man simpley thought they had left..... but then one day there was a gruesome murder in one of the buildings and into the corpse was signed "were back" now now one knew what this ment besides the man...but he merely put it aside as a coincedence ... but there were more and more of these murders each more gruesome then the other the man began losing buissness... he began to worry...the killings kept on going until one day there was no one left and he was alone in the building.... he heard a noise in the dark.... he knew what it was..then out of the dark came hords and hords of KNOMES!! knife wielding knomes!! they killed the man vicously and they had gotten there revenge .. they then took over the building and now with all the comforts of modern techonology but they ended up using far to many resorces and the ice caps melted and the world was flooded and everyone died.

 

moral of this story humans are enviromental whores , with no respect for knomes

once upon a time in the not to distent future there lived a baby, this baby was no ordinary baby this baby was evil, and his parents were completely unaware of his evilness, so this baby spent months and months in the womb sceeming as to wat he would do at his release from his nuturing prison, then the day came when he was born into the arms of the unsuspencting doctor, the baby was then taken home and as he grew so did his evilness, he soon began to manipulate his parents, into doing his evil deeds, he also began conversing with the rest of the babies in playgroup and convincing them that they the infants would be able to create a better tomorrow should they destroy the today, so the other babies began to manipulate there parents into killing all the other adults, until there was only them left they then were instruicted to commit suiside then there were only babies left on the planet they then made the single evil baby who started it all BOB!! the new leader of this utopian society, but it was not long before they came across a problem....WHO WAS GOING TO CHANGE THEIR NAPPIES!!!!...they brought this problem to the great BOB he then sed let us clone monkeys to change our nappies and all shall be well, so thats wat they did... but some babies did not like to wear the nappies , but the all mighty leader BOB would hav none of this running around with no nappy buisness and he refused to allow his ppl to wear no nappies and this caused great trouble amongest the babies and they started a civil war!! and they faught and faught with much blood shed until in a great battle between BOB and THE GREAT ETHRAL BABY which leaded to BOB's death, after this the babies now had no leader and their utopian society collasped ad the babies all died and the monkeys took over the world.

 

 

once upon a time in a land far far away there was a kingdom in this kingdom there was a castle, in this castle lived a king and his daughter. it was a beautiful october day and the kings daughter had just turn 16, so her and her father went out to the villiage for an outing , as they walked the streets of the town, they came across a kindly old lady who was selling old toys and there on her table the girl saw the most beautiful porcelean doll, with such inocent eyes and face, she sed to her father "oh, look father at the dolls eyes, i must have her" so the king granted his daughters request, and bought her the doll. they then went back to the castle and celebrated and feasted with the rest of the kingdom, after the guests had left and all was quiet the king and his daughter went to bed, that night she slept with the doll at her side.... then in the middle of the night the doll sprang to life and toddle silenty into the kitchen, and grabbed a knife and went back to the girls room, but at this the girl awoke and looked around her wondering what had made the sound she saw nothing.. and went back to sleep but under her bed was the doll with the inocent eyes, the doll then grabbed the kitchen knife and stabbed up threw the mattress and into the girl, again and again...... then in the morning her father sent her nanny to waker her up but when she walked into her room there was only a red stain on the floor and the girl was gone.

 

moral of this story, never trust inocent eyes