The Sewing Machine, The Knife, and the Stove

Introduction

Note: This is the fantasy part of the story that I themed off of the real life part of the story. Please make sure you read the real life part first.

One day, my mom was talking to me while sewing something. The Result? The sewing machine flew out the window, crashed through the roof of the principal's office and then disappeared. At first there was dead silence, then... ROOOOOOOAAAAARRRR!!!! Apparently the sewing machine somehow went through a portal to another dimension and my mom had woken up some huge beast there. Oops. Anyway, my mom somehow knew this and started cackling so hard she fell off her chair. Before I knew it, I was heading towards where the sewing machine disappeared, trying to figure out where the portal had come from, and why it appeared and then disappeared so suddenly.  Next thing I knew, the portal had reappeared and I got sucked into it. I stood there, blinking, wondering if I was dreaming, because my dream had finally come true: I was in azeroth; so I could finally meet Jaina and/or sylvanas. I recognized the area I was in immediately: I was in Elwyn forest, right in front of the entrance to stormwind, which is the alliance's capital city. Wow (get it?).