Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

I open my eyes to a blindingly sunny day. I shield my eyes and groan. Something hard is pressing into my back. I realize I'm laying on the floor.

No wonder my back hurts.

I groan again and sit up, stretching my arms above my head. I've never felt more tired in my life. And believe me, that's saying something.

I slip my feet into my pink fuzzy slippers. Pink fuzzy slippers are absolutely amazing.They're almost as good as unicorns. Wearing them is like having unicorns on your feet!

I trudge into the bathroom, yawning. I look into the mirror. Gah. I look like a zombie. My hair looks like... hm... like someone tried to use it for a broom... no, like I went skydiving and then didn't brush my hair afterwards..? I'm sorry, I'm bad at similes. My english teacher is "very disappointed" in me. I failed the creative writing unit, which is stupid because I've always been told I have an epic imagination. And-

wait, what's that on my neck? I lean forwards towards the mirror. Two tiny little red dots adorn my neck. Ugh. Probably a spider. I HATE spiders. Not very original, I know, but they're so creepy, with their little legs and beady black eyes. That are very small and I can't exactly see them but I know they're there. And anyway-

I freeze. What. The. Heck?

Two purple things are poking out from behind my back.

Stupid imagination. Maybe it isn't always such a good thing after all.

I rub my eyes.

They're still there.

Am I going insane?

I reach my hand back and grab one of the blue things.

Crap.

I have just grown a freaking pair of wings.

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