Chapter 4
I woke up this morning with a frown on my face. It was pretty weird saying I fell asleep with a smile on my face the night before. I went downstairs and ate my cereal which tasted exactly the same as yesterday and it was the same amount.
"Weird," I say to myself.
I opened my closet to find the clothes I was wearing yesterday too.
"Wow, mom washed clothes fast,"
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I was in my history class talking to my friends when my teacher, Ms. Campell walked in and said "Happy Tuesday!"
"Huh?" I said out loud. "Isn't today Wednesday?"
"You would hope so, Dylan," she said with a laugh.
"Wait so what's the date then for today?" I asked.
"September 16, 2012."
"Oh no," I thought. This can't be right.
Everything was...a dream.
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That School Year
Ficción GeneralWhat will happen to Dylan once he enters seventh grade?