preppy author note: Please check desc for warnings!!!
What do this mean?:
"..." - Talking
"..." - Speaking loudly(caps means yelling, EX: "THIS AUTHOR IS MADLY IN LOVE WITH WOMEN!")
'...' - Whispering
"..." - Thinking
'...' - On call
(...) - me making silly comments mid story
-(Beau POV:)-
I was just walking out of Fred Meyer with my mom, we had gotten school supplies for me. I was holding the bag with my stuff, though it was heavy--I could see my mom's car, so I can handle it. I had previously begged her to buy me this cute, koala stuffed animal, and she actually bought it for me! I can't wait to show my friends!
I heard my mom on call with her friend, as we walked out. I took notice of the few people around, not very common for what I normally see, but whatever.
I took a few steps out of the store, before I felt myself trip.
I try to get up, but I can't find the ground.
I open my eyes, feeling the sense that I'm falling, nothing but darkness surrounds me, the bag I was holding of school supplies has met gravity, and all of my stuff is floating in the air with me.
I felt I was falling for only a few seconds, before I hit the ground, on my knees. Nothing hurt though. Everything was dark, and I saw all my items fall around me, my own personal notebook hitting me straight on the head, falling to the floor, that oddly had the shine of water, but wasn't wet--with a thud.
"..Ow!"
I yelled, rubbing the area a little bit. It didn't hurt to much, however.
I got up, my squishmallow in hand, clutching it tightly.
"MOM!"
I screamed, but no one answered. I looked around frantically, starting to panic, already feeling scared, a few tears just threatening to start pouring out.
Suddenly, I feel a strong wind, pushing me backwards, my items flying that way, into some sort of white void, quickly approaching. I feel the need to run, but the strong pull already has me slipping, and falling straight into that void.
"Great, so.. Am I dead? Where's that... jesus dude... Or maybe I should've repented-"
Suddenly, I feel myself falling... again.
Soon, I hit the ground, a soft grass however, didn't affect my non-hurtful fall.
"Where am I?"
(HELLO!!!, thanks for reading this far :D, this is a short chapter for people to get a feel of whether or not this story is something they should be interested in, I guess? Keep reading to find out more ^^)
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-Earth's Basement-
Fantasythis is just so i can keep better track of my own lore of the underground, idk if you read :3 js so you know, the words 'to', and 'too', may never be accurate to what they mean. I'm sorry, it's English, and I'm born in the USA, and am a native speak...
