Once upon a time in a land far away there lived a young girl in the deep
and dark woods, alone. This however, had not been the case for her
earlier years. She once lived with a loving family and among caring
friends. Her life was happy and everything was good. Yet, as we all know
good things, rarely last forever, such as the case with Genevieve.


Genevieve was a good soul with a heart bigger than the size of ten
strong men. She was very innocent, and very naive. It was these traits,
while seemingly good out the outside, was the basis of her fall.

One day, like many other before them, Genevieve after finishing all of
her chores set out to play in the woods, which at that time was not as
dark as it has become. She happily skipped down the trail, looking at
all of god's wonderful creations along the way. Further down the path,
she noticed a shiny object on the ground. As she approached the curious
thing she saw that the grass around and under the orb was wilted and
dead. But that didn’t stay in her mind for long, as the light radiating
from it drew her in.

She gazed at it for what seemed to be forever, it wasn’t until she heard
her mother calling her from a distance that she snapped back into
reality. Wanting to share this most wonderful site with all she loved,
she reach out to grab it. As her hand wrapped around the orb, something
peculiar happened. The orb seemed to dissolve into her skin. Genevieve
looked at her hand and all around, not knowing where it went. Shrugging
her shoulders she headed home to tell her mother of the glorious sight.

It wasn’t until a couple of days later, when Genevieve started to fall
ill, she wasn’t the happy little girl that everyone had known. Her
temperament had drastically changed. Everyone who cared about her was
worried for her. But things had already begun to change in her house,
her father and mother began fighting, something Genevieve had never
witnessed in her life and couldn’t understand. But as they fought she
started feeling stronger inside, no longer sick. It seemed as if
something inside of her was feeding off misery of others. This scared
her, so she went to her friends to ask for help. When she told them all
she knew they ran from her claiming she was cursed and evil. Genevieve
wondered why she wasn’t crying, she just lost all the friends she ever
had. But what scared her most was the emptiness inside didn’t feel as
scary anymore, it felt normal.

As Genevieve headed home her father was standing in the door blocking
her path. She noticed her mother crying in the window as her dad
explained to her that the moment she left the air seemed to clear, there
was no tension or anger or pain. Yet when she is around things seem to
fall to pieces. Genevieve knew her dad was banishing her from her home
and just like with her friends she wondered why she couldn’t feel
anything. Then she looked down at her feet and noticed everywhere she
walked the green grass turned brown. Everything she touched or was
around died a little inside. It wasn’t until that moment she understood,
whatever that orb was feed off of her until she was dead inside, and
know was trying to feed off her loved ones. She knew she couldn’t stay
there and hurt all the people she once loved. So she turned around head
to the ground and walked off into the woods.

Noone had heard from poor Genevieve since the day she left home. But
they always knew where she was for the woods that were once sunny and
filled with life turned dark and foreboding. Yet every now and then if
you were to look on the ground outside her parents window you would
notice dead patches of earth about the size of a little girls feet.

this was my first short story thingy i put online, testing out the
waters to see if people think i didnt have the talent to be a writer
like i wanted to be. if you like it thank you if not please be nice. but
i have to learn to take critisim i guess so go for it.

very moving.honest.i like.i understood this right from the word "go".

thank you, i wrote it one day i was really upset, in like 20 mins... my
friend hates me writing depressing things, but sometimes the bad wins...
good doesnt. im glad you liked it. ty

It was good i hope to see some childrens books by you some day soon ,you
have a grate way to get there attion.

thank you. wow i know when i need some happy advice i know to get you. i
cant really trust people i know, cause they will lie to me... i am
trying to write a novel... i would love your input