Rolli Stuff

God pulled Mom up through the ceiling. Her necklace fell down and her white dress floated down. Nothing else came down.

I put on Mom’s dress and her gold necklace. There’s two stools in the living room, I pushed the one stool into the bathroom and stood on it and looked in the mirror. I looked like my mom but littler. My hair was messier. The dress looked pretty big. I looked like the egg yellow in the middle of a spread-out egg.

Then I got down and pushed the stool back to the living room. Then I sat the other stool on top of it. Then I put two pillows on top of that. When my tower’s done I can climb up through the ceiling too.

I am not scared. I just really miss my mom.


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Rolli Stuff

[From Dr. Franklin’s Staticy Cat]



A pretty long time ago, there were two kids named Handsome and Pretzel – YES, Handsome and Pretzel – and they lived with their parents on the edge of a scary, terrible forest. Handsome was a boy, and he really was (handsome, that is). Though Pretzel, his sister, wasn’t anywhere near as good-looking, she did have silky, blonde hair that was exactly 45 feet long. If she threw it out her bedroom window, which was on the third floor, it reached all the way to the ground. No, I’m not thinking of someone else.

Handsome and Pretzel, of course, lived with their mother and father, though their mother was actually their stepmother, which means that she just stepped into their house one day and wouldn’t leave. This stepmother – her name was Andrea – hated Handsome and Pretzel’s guts. She was especially…

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