The Story Of Twinkle Shybelle

Warning: May disturb readers under 10. Less gory than most stories. NOT a true story.

Coral Canyons
My friend was online, so i clicked her on my buddy list. I moused over the blue button and it said "CoRAl canyons". I simply shrugged and  clicked it. My animal, a deer named Twinkle Shybelle appeared next to her animal, an Arctic Wolf named Flora Loudjammer. "It's breaking!" she exclaimed, hopping on the bridge. 16 other animals jumped too. I stared and began to say, "Are you sure?" She stopped hopping to stare at me. "I mean, AJHQ said it has never happened.... And those rocks down there look very pointy." Flora shook her head. "It's a kid's game. Nothing will happen, Twinkle! Stop being paranoid." With that said, Flora returned to hopping. I shrugged. She had a point. I hopped next to her. Eagles flew out, nearly scaring me half to death with their loud "ka-kaw!" I ignored them, and a small chunk of rock underneath my hoof broke off. I screamed and Flora grabbed me. "You're right...." she began. "Maybe we shouldn't do this." As she said that, more and more rocks fell to the bottom, leaving most jammers running. A fox and her pet tiger fell, screaming. I never saw the end for her. Flora screamed and ran. I tried to keep up, but my world was spinning round and round. I collapsed, and the rock beneath me collapsed. I fell, being impaled by spiky rocks on the way down. Now, even though I am dead and bloodied, I keep jammers away from the bridge and ice through a spirit. They feel it, just a small tingily feeling that jumping is boring.... But to some, my warnings go unnoticed. Do not be allured by the amazimg thought of free membership.