schaflove

“Ehhhhhhh” Your body was lying face down with a rough sea breeze slightly moving your ponytail. Your body felt as if it hit the ground at full speed.   You groaned from the pain and as you opened your eyes you saw a little red haired man gawking at you.   You screeched, “Ahhh!” The little man did the same. He started what sounded to be cursing in a foreign language.   Mind you, you didn’t know what the hell he was saying. “What? Who are you? How did I get here!?” Then as you closely looked at the tiny man, you recognized it was a leprechaun. ‘Oh just my luck! A leprechaun! Sad I don’t