.....when I opened my eyes, I realized that I'm still alive as well as Toto, and everything is back to normal.
"Toto? We're alive! We made it. And the storm has blown over, thank God."
My room has been completely trashed but that's okay, I'm alive.
I grabbed Toto and opened the front door.
I gasped. "Toto.. I have a feeling we're not in Kansas."
"Oh.. my gosh," I whispered to myself as I kept a tight hold on Toto.
I've never seen anything like it. Where the hell am I? What is this place? It's so colorful and alive, compared to my city in Kansas. And in all honesty, it looks like everything is so.. tiny.
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This has got to be a dream. But I must say, I don't know where the hell I am but this place is absolutely beautiful. Never seen anything like it.
Where is my home? Where is Aunt Em? Where is Uncle Henry?
Where is Kansas?!
I smiled. "We must be over the rainbow."
I look to my left and it looks like there's a ghost ball heading towards me. I don't believe in ghost balls but I'm pretty sure that I'm dreaming so right now, anything is possible.
I blinked twice, and I felt my heart drop. This is freaking unbelievable.
"Now I.. now I know I'm not in Kansas."
"Are you a good witch or a bad witch?" she asks with a smile.
I look around. "Who me?"
She nods.
"Oh no, I'm not a witch at all. I'm Dorothy Gale and I'm from Kansas. And this is Toto, Toto's my dog."
"Well the munchkins informed me that the new witch, which must be you, has dropped a house on the wicked witch of the East. So what the munchkins want to know is, are you a good witch or a bad witch?"
"But I thought I've already told you that I'm not a witch at all. Witches are old, mean, and ugly."
I heard giggling which caused me to gasp.
"W-what was that?" I questioned.
She smiled. "Those were the munchkins. They were giggling because I am a witch. I'm Glinda, the witch of the North."
