Beauty and the Beast

Once upon a time, there lived a wealthy merchant and his three daughters.

One day, the father was to go to a far-off place and he asked his daughters what they wanted on his return. The first and the second daughter asked for lovely dresses. But the third daughter, whose name was Beauty, said, “Father, I only need a rose plucked by your hand.” The merchant, on his way back, had to cross through the deep forest. It was dark and the merchant tried to find a place to sleep. He suddenly found a huge castle and went inside to find nobody. There was a huge table with delicious food and he ate it all. Then the merchant went into the bedroom and slept on a soft and fluffy bed. The next day, too, the merchant did not find anyone in the castle. He saw a beautiful rose bush growing in the lawn and remembered Beauty’s gift. He plucked a red rose from the bush.

Suddenly, a ferocious-looking beast sprang out of the bush. He was wearing fine silk clothes and roared, “I gave you food and a bed to sleep in! And now, you are stealing my roses!” The merchant was frightened and told the Beast about Beauty’s gift. The Beast decided to let him go only if he promised to send Beauty to this castle. The merchant agreed and ran back home. He cried and told his daughters about the Beast. But Beauty loved her father a lot and agreed to go stay with the Beast.

The Beast treated Beauty with a lot of kindness. He was never rude to her. He let her stay in the biggest room and let her roam in the beautiful garden. Beauty would sit near the fireplace and sew while the Beast kept her company. At first, Beauty was afraid of the Beast but slowly, she began to like him.

One day, the Beast asked Beauty to marry him, but she refused. She was still afraid of his fearful-looking face. The Beast still treated her kindly and with a lot of love. Beauty missed her father a lot. The Beast gave her a magic mirror and said, “Look at the mirror and you can see your family. Now you won’t feel lonely anymore.

One day, Beauty looked in the mirror and saw that the father was very ill and dying. She went to the Beast and pleaded and cried, “Please let me go home! I only want to see my father before he dies!” But the Beast roared, “No! You promised you would never leave this castle!” Saying this, he stormed out of the room. But after some time, he came to Beauty and said, “You may go to stay with your father for seven days. But you must promise to return after that.” Beauty was very happy and agreed. Then she left and went to stay with her father. Her father, on seeing Beauty, felt very happy and soon recovered. Beauty stayed with her family for seven days and more. She forgot the Beast and his castle. But one night, she had a terrible nightmare in which she saw the Beast was very ill and about to die. He was crying, “Beauty, please come back!”

Beauty woke up and went back to the castle because she did not mean to hurt the Beast. She cried and said, “Please don’t die Beast! I will live with you forever!” The Beast miraculously changed into a handsome prince. He said, “I was under a curse all these years and could only be relieved when someone fell in love with me. I am now cured of the curse because you truly love me.” And then, Beauty and the Beast were married and together they lived happily ever after.

100 Percent Love

A boy and a girl were playing together. The boy had a collection of marbles. The girl has some sweets with her. The boy told the girl that he would give her all his marbles in exchange for the sweets with her. The girl agreed.

The boy kept the most beautiful and the biggest marbles with him and gave her the remaining marbles. The girl gave him all her sweets as she promised. That night the girl slept peacefully. But the boy could not sleep as he kept wondering if the girl has hidden some sweets from him the way he had hidden the best marbles from her.

If you do not give 100 percent in a relationship, you will always keep doubting if the other person has given her / his hundred percent. This is applicable for any relationship like love, employee-employer, friendship, family, countries, etc…

This story is about a young man and his wife. Will they live happily ever after?

"Bye, mom." Andrew had angrily said. He slammed the phone on the table and wiped his face with his hands. "What's wrong, sweetie?" said Bailey as she walked in the kitchen with a robe on. "My mom, she....gets on my nerves. She said she shames me and you for getting married. I....just want her gone! And outta my life." Andrew grunted. "Babe, it's okay. We just got married 1 week ago. We are supposed to be happy. So let's enjoy life. You still need to plan our honeymoon." Bailey takes a sip of her black coffee. "I know! Okay? Just... leave me alone right now. I need to cool off. I'm gonna go take a walk." Andrew walked out the door with his keys and his jacket. He had walked around the block, heading back home when he saw a lady. She was wearing a long black robe and stared at Andrew. "Umm...hello. Are you lost?" Andrew said backing up. She walked closer. Closer. Closer. She grabbed his face and looked him in the eyes. "I uhh...you nee- umm..." Andrew stuttered. She untied her robe. It dropped. She was a beautiful young lady. Andrew grabbed her soft hand and blinked. She was gone. He wiped his eyes and walked home. "Hey honey, are you okay now?" Andrew looked at his wife and saw the beautiful young lady he had seen walking back. " Why did you drop your robe when I was walking back? Look, you're very beautiful, prettier than my wife. But I'm married now. And I love my wife." Andrew said. Bailey slapped Andrew across the face. "Really?! You take a walk, and you're already having an affair!?! I can't believe you, Andrew!" Andrew gasped and saw his wife again. "No! I umm... I didn't-" Bailey slapped him again uncontrollably sobbing. "Get out my house! NOW ANDREW WILLIAMS." Bailey pointed to the door while pushing Andrew out the house. She slammed the door. Andrew fell onto the concrete. He started bleeding from his head. He saw the lady again. She put her hand over his eyes. "Yawwwwwnnnnnnn." Everything was blurry. Andrew was in his mom's house, laying on the couch. "Mom?" Andrew got up and walked upstairs. He heard a scream and ran into his little sister's room. Her blood was splattered all over the walls, his sister was all the floor, under a nuce, with her neck broken. Her pink stool right next to her. Andrew sobbed and heard a gunshot. He walked into his mom's room. "MOM?!" He saw his mom's brains falling off the wall. His mom on the floor, with a pistol in her hand and a hole in her forehead. He sobbed even more and passed out on the floor. He woke up at his wife's house. The lady was hovering over Andrew, saying "Everything will be okay. I love you, Andrew Williams. Do you love me?" She glared into his eyes, waiting for an answer. "Yes. I love you."

She disappeared, angrily. He slowly got up and marched through what seemed to be...garbage? He walked upstairs, into his and Baliey's room. He saw Bailey. She was standing next to an open window, repeating the same words the lady had said. "Everything will be okay. I love you, Andrew Williams. Do you love me?" She glared into his eyes, waiting for an answer. "You don't." Bailey had said in the lady's voice. Bailey looked through the window and gasped for air. She walked to Andrew and hugged him for dear life. "Andrew! I missed you! I love you, Andre, I want to be with you forever. But.. you don't want me. Do you?" Andrew paused in caution. "Bailey, don't move. " He slowly backed up from her. She walked closer. "Bailey... BAILEY!? Can you hear me? Don't move or...I'll....uh...hurt you! Yeah, I'll hurt you!" Andrew gulped and stopped walking. Bailey walked towards the window. "Oh don't worry. I'll do it for you." She jumped out the window. Andrew raced through the garbage downstairs and ran through the door. There she was. Her body lying there, in a pool of blood. Andrew slowly crawled to Bailey's dead body, sobbing. "Bailey, Bailey. Why? I love you, Bailey. I LOVE YOU!" Andrew sniffed. The lady walked towards the body, staring at Bailey. "Wha- what are you- you doing? You say- said everything would be okay. WHY?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?!" Andrew grabbed the lady. His hand went through her body. He gasped. She smiled. "YOU.YOU'RE...YOU'RE... YOU'RE JUST An LIE..YOU...YOU KILLED MY FAMILY, YOU LIED TO ME...SO NOW WHAT? HUH? YOU CAN'T HURT ANYBODY ELSE. YOU ALREADY KILLED MY FAMILY..the people I love..." The lady said, "I can kill anyone...like him..her...that little dog...your dad...those children..." One by one, she snapped all their necks. Andrew sobbed and sobbed. His eyes were red. The lady giggled... " But most importantly...I can kill you." She snapped Andrew's neck and ripped his head off his body. And she walked away with his head...still sobbing.

5

A shadow entered Cindy's vision, as it soon became to blacken by the color that came out of her. The shadow became sprayed in squirting amounts of blood -blood, which came from Cindy's own body. Earl had snuck up behind her to cut her throat, and he succeeded by doing so in front of a crowd of gasping children. As Earl had Cindy's hair wrapped around his fingers - he pushed her head off into the pavement and spotted the last one left: Donald. He ran to Donald in a dying sprint, and Donald screamed for his mama to help. His mama heard the scream and came out of the house to witness the scene that would go down as an urban legend not supposed to be talked about in the present days of Duglin's time.

Donald felt an enormous pain enter his spine. He knew what it was, but blocked out the reality to wish for another feeling of death for himself. Two police cruisers came pulling up with their sirens flashed. As the police officers stepped out of their cruisers - they became witnesses to the "I Scream For Ice Cream" scene. When they came out to the scene - they noticed a soupy mess of melted ice cream all over the street pavement. Dead bodies of the Big Kids Club laid flat on the ground, which reminded one officer of a homemade ice cream gone completely wrong. It had way too many ingredients that were added to satisfy the already completed flavor - in other words, Earl Higgins went way too far in making his own ordinarily kind of ice cream to be unique. Well, Earl also wanted some topping for his newly prepared ice cream. He wanted Donald, and he got him when he took the knife and stabbed out bloody syrup, which came out in short, increasing pints. The two officers fired a warning shot at Earl, but he seemed to not be fazed by the firing. He just went on and stabbed and stabbed at Donald in a poured out blood area on the red dewed grass. One officer then fired and hit Earl in the jugular, which landed him on his back. He lay there, and tried to swing his knife at Donald's escapement, but became rejected when a bullet shot through his temple, and killed him. Donald then walked over to his crying mother, almost about to lose conscious from the excessive blood loss. He made it to his mother's opened arms, and he soon died with his head rested between his mother's loving warmth of breasts.

Exactly ten years later in 2006 - a group of kids rode on their bikes to the ice cream truck. Once they came up to the window - they were greeted to the smile of the ice cream man. He was smoking a cigarette, as he listened to the kid's conversation of them talking about the urban legend of "I Scream For Ice Cream". At the same presented time - Denny Wilson was at the Duglin cemetery, mourning the deaths of his older brother, Calvin Wilson, and the Big Kids Club. On the left side of the ice cream man's shirt, was a nametag with the signature of Earl Higgins. The smile on his face grew larger when a small girl from the group of kids came up to his window.

4

As Cindy and Frank skid across the asphalt to stop and yell for nearby help - Earl came driving up. An old woman watering her flowers went and called the police, and neighborhood kids stopped what they were doing and rushed over to Cindy and Frank. "What happened - Huh - Is someone after you or something?

" Kids started gathering around, and started ask many questions.

"Please, someone call 911 - are friends are dead! Do you hear me? MY friends are DEAD!" Cindy screamed in tears.

"Oh, my God. Calvin is dead. He is dead, and I will never be able to tell how much I cared for him - it's all ruined!" She secretly had a crush for Patrick, and at that very moment, she wanted to die.

"Cindy, Frank, Over here, I found help!" Donald came riding through the park grass - he almost wrecked from his stretch marks, which bumped his elbows, and altered his pedaling.

"Did you get the police?!" Yelled Frank, as he walked a couple feet towards Donald's upcoming. These are the very last words from Donald to frank, before it hit him:

"Watch out, Frank!" The exact moment when Donald said those words - Earl came driving up in his ice cream truck - at an acceleration so deadly that if he have misplaced his steering - he would have flip. He did not though, and he struck Frank head on. Frank's head bounced on the pavement like a rock being skipped through a stream of water. He slid ten feet from the ice cream truck, and his wound left a smeared blood trail behind. Frank was not dead though - he was still breathing, but the force of the impact provided him with a violent episode of a seizure. His head banged on the pavement as he struggled to outstand the torturing pain. His skull fractured completely, and his brain matter was moderately gashed.

Earl's ice cream truck's engine blew, and the coughing smoke blinded Cindy from Earl coming up to her. He grabbed her from the back of the head, and with all of his blunt force, he head butted Cindy, and that caused her to fall down into a state of confusion. She crawled to Frank slowly as Earl watched, and cleaned his knife with a blood stained rag. Cindy must have been extremely shocked at the collision, because she was on top of Frank with her shirt fully off - caressed on his dead body, and started to kiss the wounded area on his head. She was defiantly crazy after Earl hit her; she made out with Frank, as she rubbed her mosquito-sized nipples, and licked his blood and brains off the pavement. "Calvin, I love you - I love you so much!" Cindy said with a scarlet smile and a face full of blood. She seriously thought Patrick was Frank, as she kept on repeating his name to the sky. "Calvin! - Calvin! - Calvin!" and so on.

3

The Big Kids Club pedaled their way to the back of the ice cream truck. Cindy and Ralph got off their bikes to check inside - Ralph jumped in without fear, and witnessed Calvin being multitudinous stabbed with a knife, and violently eye-gouged with the end of an ice cream scooper.

"You like that boy?! DIE! DIE! DIE!!!" Earl screamed at Calvin's dead body, still stabbing it various times.

"Calvin!" Ralph shouted as he gagged, regurgitated, and vomited. Earl walked up to Ralph, while he continued to puke, and grabbed the door handles. He pulled the doors shut - the doors slammed on Ralph, and resulted a broken neck. Earl pulled and twisted his head, and Ralph became close to decapitation once Earl opened the doors. He used the knife as he stabbed through Ralph's neck, and sliced through the bone, which had Ralph's head dangled from a strip of peeling flesh like a loose tooth. Once the head was fully off, Ralph's body dropped onto the street in front of Cindy, Donald, Frank, and Nate's feet. They reacted quickly, picked up the bikes, and escaped through the street.

The ice cream truck's music chased down the Big Kids Club through the street. Cindy was the leader of the pack now, and she directed their destination to the public eye. Donald had a hard time keeping up with the pack so he took a shortcut through someone's lawn, and ditched his friends. Earl was right behind Cindy, Frank, and Nate. Nate was about to slow down from being tired. He did, and introduced himself to a car's back windshield. The ice cream truck bashed Nate's bike, and he flew through into the glass barrier. He had small pieces of glass shards sticking out of his face. He soon died.

Earl had his eyes on Cindy and Frank now. He wanted to kill them so bad - so bad that he would gladly do anything else just to have a hand on these kids. His time of luck would soon end. It will end well.

2

Oh, boy, don't try to be a hero now - ya know about heroes. They save the day, but in the end, they always fail to save the girl. Well, at least if ya tried to step to me - ha-ha." Calvin got off his bike and walked up to the window.

"If you don't shut your mouth and stop what you're doing right now - I'm going to have my dad beat you up when he comes home from work." Calvin spoke up with an angry tone.

"Ya dad is going to beat me up? Ha-ha, kid - I would have ya dead before ya could even get ya ass back on that bike seat, to go back home for help. Besides, if I granted ya a head start, my truck would still be on ya tail." Calvin ran back to his pedal bike, and looked at Earl.

"You're on fatass - let's race to the end of the creek!" Earl ran to the front seat of his truck, and turned the key in the ignition to start the truck.

"Let's do this then, kid!"

The race was off - Calvin pedaled in an incredible, spontaneous speed towards the end of the creek, which was at the end of their neighborhood block. The ice cream truck was directly behind Calvin, accelerating at a paced procedure, timing itself to when to strike, and pass Calvin, and to leave him in the dust, lost. As Calvin ascended to the neighborhood road - Earl swerved over to the left side of Calvin, and entered his riding zone, ordering him to cease pedaling, and stomp on the break pad to stop. When Calvin skid - Earl's ice cream truck was front angled five feet directly ahead of him, and the friction of the bike on the asphalt caused a gravitational pull, forcing Calvin to fly off straight over his handling bars. The speed of the action excluded a controllable stop nowhere but the rear end of the ice cream truck. The impact was almost perfect, as Calvin executed an unwanted dive into the door window of the truck, and landed, and performed a sliding finisher on his face. Broken fragments of glass slit through his facial flesh - lips cut up and ripped, nose split into three proportions - started at the bridge, then made a circular ring-like cut, which went down to the right of the nose, and made its way with a slice at the left nostril - and ended when it came back up to the bridge.

Earl placed the truck in park and stood up from his seat. Calvin was bleeding gushingly all over the floor. He rose up his face, and revealed a muscle surface - dowsed with bright red blood. Earl looked at Calvin, and said no word to him - just looked at his disfeatured face, and externally laughed at him suffering from exposed air hitting his meat resembling face.

Calvin mewled like how his little brother Denny did when he failed to impress his father. Calvin was a lot different compared to Denny though; Calvin always got what he asked for, like receiving ten times as more gifts than Denny - which, Denny only received two or three. His father made sure Calvin was the one playing on the baseball field, while he forced Denny to sit and watch alone in the car, blocks away from the game. Denny was used to the pain and rejection of his Father, though. It made him feel happy that someone was actually paying attention to him, and knew that he existed.