In a house On the hill, there lived a little girl, her smile bright as sunshine, her laughter cheerful as the rain. She played hide and seek, She climbed up trees Like you and I. But what happened next, remains a mystery, Her shoes were found down the river side. She was missed by those who loved her. As they moved, her memories stayed behind. Years came by, the house still stood there, It was an inn for a while, until guests dwindled to a trickle. Closed for another twenty or something years... forgotten by time. Cobwebs filled its empty rooms, dark shadows peeked from broken windows, Fallen leaves swirled and danced in the misty air. Little girl, little girl come and play, giggles and silly laughter in quiet, desolate hours as passersby quickly walk away. Once again, a haunting silence occupied the house on the hill. ~Pixeluna This is actually a sad story of a little girl, but at the same time I'd like to use mistressotdark's horror background which I had for a while (thanks for your patience, Cheryl). It will be available at RMP soon. This is dedicated to all the missing children all over the world and to their families. Please check out this song where I got the inspiration from: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EzsaDToq-lM Thanks for viewing!