"Ugh I want to go home" Emma yelled. Beatrice went off to meet a friend, so she didn't feel bad for yelling that. She was homesick, of course she was. She hasn't been home for days, weeks. Maybe months? She didn't know what day or what exact time it was. All she knew was when it was night, and day.
"Hey i'm back. Ok, there is a mess in the kitchen. Care to tell me why" Emma was startled by the question. She thought she wouldn't notice. "Emma I want you to answer. You have 20 seconds" thankfully it's 20 and not 5. Or 3. "Well, I was hungry and wanted to eat but I wasn't able to because you weren't back yet so I was roaming through the kitchen for snacks and made a mess I didn't even realise, sorry." she replied, while being out of breathe. She said it so quickly Beatrice couldn't comprehend the answer. "Too fast?" Emma asked, because Beatrice was looking blankly. "No no no umm... drink this with me K? It has ginger, lemon, honey and turmeric. Might help you with homesickness" how did she..? Never mind, she drank it. Not being sceptical at all. But it helped. Her eyes opened wide and she nearly spat it out. Her mouth was burning and her nose was running, weird. It was only ginger and turmeric. Was it a spell??
She had energy. Why was it so hard for her to stay still? She was jumping, dancing all over the place. Her hair was even lighter than before, was it ginger? Strawberry blonde? Or was it even blonde?
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Surviving A Dream
FantastikDreams.A complicated part of the brain.Or is it a reality? No one knows,I hope
