Wednesday Addams Bag Novels & Stories

" Manuel grabs the gun from her, watching her freeze. Pointing the gun to his head he growls, putting a bullet in his head. His lifeless body fell to the ground, blood oozes all over the floor. Looking behind him, stood Mr. Manson, he was scary with blood splattered on his face and clothes, “get your stuff!” He huffs looking at her fathers dead body lay there. Addy nods, running upstairs she packs five bags, shoving her stash of snacks, clothes, her charger, headphones, tampons, her personal items and her mother’s drawings. She was a wonderful drawer. Watching five men walk in and the Manuel she blushes, “so your the real deal huh? Why did you help me?" She asked confused.

“I’m just making sure. I don’t want to get all the way there and realize someone forgot the napkins or something.” “We didn’t,” the twins said in unison. “All right, all right,” she said with a light laugh before closing her notepadand placing it inside her bag. “Finally,” Addie said lightly. Sophia laughed under her breath, and her fingers brushed against “Fine. Last one. Teddy bear cookies?” Addie gasped. “Of course. That was the first thing I packed.” “Because she doesn’t trust us with the important stuff,” Aiden muttered. Alex chuckled and rolled to a slow stop as the fairground came into view; there were different-colored flags fluttering, with music and melodies being played around som

They had to be able to survive contact with mud, bark, grass, and whatever she found interesting enough to pick up off the ground on a given day. Most importantly, they had to have pockets. Big ones. And she liked things with animals on them. She especially liked insects. I found a cream long-sleeve with a large illustrated moth on the front, which I threw into the basket. Then, a pair of soft olive cargo trousers with four pockets, two of which were enormous. A purple hoodie with a small embroidered bee on the cuff. A set of dark green dungarees with adjustable straps and a chest pocket. Sneakers with velcro fastenings that would be easy to slip on and off.

Satisfied with my outfit, I went to work on my hair. I wanted somewhat of a "goth" look. So I went with the Wednesday Addams hairstyle. Two braided ponytails that hung on either side of my head. Too bad my hair wasn't black. But I did find a black leather choker that I put on. It looked decidedly sexy.

This is so exciting, and I don't want it to end. Saturday is almost over and tomorrow is Sunday. The weekend is almost over. Geez. I wish it could start all over right from the road where I was kidnapped. Or.....he could just kidnap me like that every weekend. I don't mind. I got to the stairs and descended them. Something on the dining table took my attention. It was a red bag, similar to the one that had this bikini. And guess what. A red teddy bear is next to it.

She never spoke. Suddenly, Adrian noticed something and raised an eyebrow. "Why is Daniel still carrying a bag? "How can he look like a dog with a bag on? Take it off." Dad instinctively protected the bag and shook his head wildly. "No! You can't! Don't touch my Caleb!" But it was useless. The bag was soon snatched away and handed to Adrian. Adrian pulled out my urn. When he saw Dad's pupils tremble and Dad lunged to grab it back, he smiled brightly.

That is odd. ‘Zane, I’m not sure but I want to catch whoever did this. So, tell me if something stands out with the warriors or any pack members, okay.’ I tell him. I shut the link off and refocus on her. I reach in the pocket where Miss Kim put that bag. I pull it out to inspect it. As I am looking at it the contents look nothing more than sticks and dried leaves. Some had bugs on them. And there was a cloth in there that looked wet. How the hell is this supposed to help find Adina?

"What did happen to you? Your dress is wet and dirty. Were you hurt?" "No, I'm okay. It's nothing to worry about." I waved and laughed. "I just want to give you a gift. Happy birthday!" I quickly handed him a sparkling blue bag decorated with a red ribbon. "Wow, I didn't expect you to remember." Adam smiled widely. "Thank you, Fenella." I nodded with a big smile. "Can I open it?" With enthusiasm, I nodded again and let him carefully open the bag and the ribbon that tied it. As soon as he saw what was inside, Adam's mouth widened. He took out the game CD box and took a breath when he saw it.

"What kind of necklace do you want to make for her?" Mandy crawled over to her special box – it had been Ammy's idea, because she used to have one like those too, an empty cigar box she had taken from John to put the little trinkets in that she gathered in her early stay at the Will's. Adom had helped Ammy paint the box purple and draw on it with glitter MANDY'S TREASURE CHEST. Leaning over, Adom peeked in to see what Mandy kept inside. The dark-blue silken scarf she had gotten from Jane, who knew exactly what it felt like to wish to try and hide something on her neck that no one ought to look at. A bracelet she had gotten from Allen. A toy-soldier she had gotten from Sam. A wand she had got

She asked me, then faced Adam, "Are you alright?" The both of us nodded. "That's good. Great, actually." She looked at the metallic room and frowned, "How's he doing?" "He's in coma." I muttered. Her face twisted and tears brimmed in her eyed, "He's what?" "Calm down, he's not dead. He's just sleeping... and probably will be doing the dame thing for days." Adam muttered. She nodded slowly and gave me the bags. What? "What are these?" I asked. I mean, with these bags, this is good for a whole month.