Little Lily loved to fly. She would sit in her window seat, watching the world shrink down below her as the plane soared through the clouds. She would imagine herself in a gingerbread house, living a sweet and cozy life, far from the hustle and bustle of the world below.
One day, Lily was on a flight to visit her grandparents. She was excited to see them, but she was also a little bit apprehensive. She had heard stories about haunted airplanes, and she was afraid that she might encounter one.
As the plane took off, Lily settled into her seat and tried to relax. But she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. The plane felt uneasy, as if it was being weighed down by something unseen.
Lily looked out the window, and her heart sank. She saw a strange gingerbread house floating in the air, right in front of the plane. The house was tall and narrow, with chocolate chip shingles and candy cane chimney.
Lily knew that she had to warn the pilots. She called for the flight attendant, but no one came. She tried to open the door, but it was locked.
The gingerbread house was getting closer, and Lily could see that it was made of something more than just candy and gingerbread. It was made of flesh and bone, and the windows were filled with eyes that were staring at her.
Lily screamed, but her screams were lost in the noise of the plane. She felt a cold breeze coming from the gingerbread house, and she knew that she was in grave danger.
The gingerbread house crashed into the plane, and Lily was thrown from her seat. She hit the floor hard, and she felt a sharp pain in her head.
As she lay there, dazed and confused, she could hear the screams of the other passengers. She knew that they were all doomed, just as she was.
The gingerbread house was eating the plane, piece by piece. Lily could hear the crunching of bones and the tearing of flesh. She knew that her time was running out.
She closed her eyes and waited for death to come. But instead of the darkness she expected, she saw a bright light.
She opened her eyes and saw that she was no longer on the plane. She was standing in a sweet and cozy gingerbread house, just like she had imagined.
She was surrounded by her loving grandparents, and they were all smiling at her.
Lily knew that she was dead, but she didn’t care. She was happy to be with her family, even if it was in a gingerbread house in the afterlife.
Last Updated on December 13, 2023
by DaF Books