Within the Pages

Chapter 29

A/N: This chapter is pretty uneventful  and short compared to the others. Hope you like it anyways. 

Chapter 29

I never thought I'd say that I saw myself. Although I haven't thought that I would be going through fairy tales or that I am the Wizard of Oz's son either. Guess it doesn't matter what I think.

I watch as my other self looks around and I see my dad call me over. The other me. They see the mark where the witch was and appear shocked.

A few seconds later, the witch appears and starts a battle. I've already seen this before so I turn back around the wall of the house and think about what I should do. I just saw Glinda die. I also just saw another version of myself. I repeated the day because I went back to the beginning of the book. I have read a lot of time travel books back in the real world, and I know that if I reveal myself now it would ruin everything. Although I might have just been thinking this that last time I was here. Or maybe this is the beginning of an infinite loop of me being here. No it can't be. I must have been here before because Dorothy would be dead if I hadn't.

I almost exclaim outloud. That's why Dorothy was looking at me so intensely before. We never talked but she kept staring at me. It must be because she saw me here, telling her to run and saving her life.

Ok. I have to stop thinking like this. My head is starting to hurt.

I force myself to turn and look back around the corner of the house I'm hiding behind. To my shock, I notice that my group is gone. Well I know where they are going so it'll be easy to follow them. I take a step forward and feel a wave of weariness fall over me. I should probably get some sleep to get over the power I've used lately. Throwing my back from my shoulders, I go to pull open one of the side pockets. Last year I used to wear a watch everyday. When I got rid of this bag, I had the watch in the pocket. I hope it's still there. Pull the zipper all around the pocket of the bag, I reach my hand in with my eyes closed. This is my only chance so far to get a little bit of sleep. At least since back in the in while I was in the King Arthur book. My hand feels something metallic. I pull it out and slowly open my eyes.

"Yes!" I cry out a bit too loudly. I have the watch. Now if I just set it for about 30 minutes, I could then go and catch up with my dad and friends just around the time where I leave and I could go out to meet them without seeing double of myself and maybe ending myself forever. If I saw myself I might never have left because I would be too busy talking to myself and then this version of me would be gone. I shudder at the thought. Death by talking to yourself. I put my head on the bag and head for a nice little sleep. Unknowingly being watched.