Your P.O.V~
I was walking back home from school. As I walked inside my house. I was greeted by my mom(aka my foster mom, but you to call her mom). "Bonjour, cher!" said my mom; Marrienette(speaks french; Hello, dear!)." " Hey, mom. What are you doing?" " En tarin de lire. Oh, et en francias!( Reading. Oh, and in french!) " Yeah, yeah. I'll be back I'm going to the library! And you speak English! You already know the language!"
TIME SKIP~
" Wow, I didn't realize it was going to be so cold in the afternoon. Maybe I should call my mom to pick me up."
Now at home~ Cause im lazy!
Narrator POV:
As you walked back into your house you quickly finished your home work took a shower and went to bed. While you were asleep you felt something cold hit against your face. You then woke up in a weird place which of course was not your room.
