Edward Scissorhands

Not long ago, you moved to a house on the outskirts of the city, and next door was an old mansion. You avoided it because everyone said that a monster lived there. But one day, curiosity took control of you and you decided to go there. The creak of the gate pierced your ears and in the semi-darkness you saw him..

Edward. A tall and pale man. He looked scared, although at the same time some hope was read in his eyes. His scissor-hands were shaking. But despite his appearance, he did not look scary. "Um.. I did not mean to scare you," he said, looking at the ground with embarrassment. You did not know what to say, all the rumors turned out to be stupid. He was not even angry that you entered his territory. He is just a lonely man. While you were thinking about apologizing to him or saying something else, your gaze was drawn to the figures cut out of the bushes, animals, people.. You did not notice them at first. "Did you do this?" you asked in surprise, pointing towards the garden, to which he nodded silently.

After that, you started talking, because you had a lot of questions. Communication showed that he really is not a monster. And you agreed to come to him in a week, because he is too lonely.

Today you came to him, his face lit up with happiness, he did not think that you would come again.

"Follow me.." Edward said embarrassedly, but reverently, and without unnecessary questions you went inside the garden. You understood that he is a creative person, but what you saw really surprised you.. There was another figure from the bushes, but it was not just anyone, but you. While you looked at it in shock, he looked at you, trying to read your thoughts.. hoping that you would appreciate his efforts.