Dream Fantasy

Chapter 1: The Wardrobe

Sobs.. tears falling.. that is all we could hear outside Emily's bedroom door at night. Even on her birthday, everything is still the same. Abuse, abuse, and again.

But if only she knew what will happen when the clock strikes midnight... Will she still be this unhappy?

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Sunday, 12.00 AM, Midnight. Emily's POV

"What's all the ruckus here?" I opened my eyes slowly, and small white mice on my bed were all that I could see. Am I dreaming? I rubbed my eyes, Yes! Mice! 7 white mice!

"What are you all doing here?! Get out of my bed! Get out of my room!" I shout-whispered. The mice ran out of the door as I gestured to the pillow to hit them.

Weird. What are they doing here? Mice are suppose to be on the attic, searching for food, high-pitched squeaking, making a ruckus with all those dirty, old things on the attic. How annoying.

Just as I was about to sleep again, I heard squeaks. Again. And now, they are all over my bed, twice the amount that were here at first. They each pulled a part of my pajamas, until I fell down the bed.

"What was that for?! You are already too much! Come here you white mice, I'll get you for that.." I took a piece of paper, and rolled it up, preparing to catch and hit them, one by one.

The mice ran down the stairs swiftly. I'm going to catch them. For sure. I closed my bedroom door, for fear my parents notice that I am gone, and thinking I ran away again.

I continue to chase the mice, following them all around the house, finally out of the house and all the way to an old warehouse in the backyard. And holy, when I opened the door.. there are.. thousands of them!

"Since when did we have this warehouse in the backyard? You mice.." When I take a close look on them, those mice seem so pretty too. Their fair fur glowed in the dark, They actually looked like glow sticks in the dark!

I kept on walking, still amazed by those mice. Until suddenly, a mouse stopped me. In front of me, is a huge wardrobe. I can't believe how huge it is. The wardrobe seem familiar to me. But.. what..

"Open it, Emily!" A squeak from behind interrupted me. "Wh-who is that?"

"It's us, silly!" Another joined. "You.. can talk?" "Of course, we can. What are you thinking? We brought you here, we made a ruckus without your parents knowing, and then.. look at our fur!"

Right. They are abnormal. Maybe I should get back to my bed. I must be dreaming now. This. Is not real. This is a dream. But you know, humans are curious creatures. They won't just let go something they're curious of. "You.. are magical mice?"

"Well, we can't say we are magical mice." A fat one moved in front, smiling. "Now come on, what are you waiting for? Open the wardrobe!"

Unconsciously, I stepped forward, walking towards the old-fashioned wardrobe. Just as I stopped walking, my hands reache for the doorknob.

"Wait, wait, wait. Why?" I look around to the disappointed white mice. "Why should I open this wardrobe? How can I know that I can trust all of you here?"