The land of bad characters

Ever been writing a story when you suddenly realise, I hate this person? I have. This is the place for them. Dump them in the middle of nowhere and see what happens. See if you can make them better or love them again.

My life flashed before my eyes. This was the scariest thing to ever happen to me. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. This was all I could think. I watched helplessly as the sandy coloured wasteland drew closer and closer towards me.

I blinked. When I opened my eyes I was alive. I was fine. I was lying face down in the middle of nowhere. All around me for miles was flat rocky desert surrounded by high snow-capped mountains.

"Hello.....?" I called brushing dust off my jeans. I began wondering. Just wondering. I don't know for how long or how far I had wondered until I hit it.

It was a huge green sign that towered so high the poles reached the clouds. In big black writing it read: 'Welcome to the Land of Bad Characters'

"Bad Characters?" I gasped thining about my time as a book character. I was deemed the greatest. There was a planned series about me....and my twin brother. He banished me here I bet. Suddenly I noticed a lighter figure on the sign flicker. The reading next to 'Population' changed from 4 to 5. So there were more people here.

I wondered further and reached a collection of old buildings that were grouped together like a village from the Wild West. I walked into the deserted saloon to find it empty apart from the bar-tender and someone smoking a pipe

"Excuse me" someone muttered behind me sending shivers up my spine 

The End

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