Being born the way you were, things weren't easy for you. Not being able to focus or read, it hurt you. Your friends had always told you about the cute letters their lovers would send them, being able to text and talk from different countries. You wanted that feeling. Around Halloween, your friends told you about the haunted woods. Apparently ruled over by some kind of demon-ghost-thing. Hoping it can grant a wish of sorts, you head to said forest. You were not ready to sell your soul just to read... And he was not ready for someone like you to become a brain dead servant. (Thank you to a friend of mine who helped with the Story Title!) *I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP TO A HAT IN TIME OR IT'S CHARACTERS* *ANY AND ALL ART USED IN THIS BOOK DO NOT BELONG TO ME IN ANYWAY/SHAPE OR FORM*