Emma loved books. Big books. little books. She loved to turn the ruff old paper. She loved to solve mysteries, to guess endings. Best of all, she loved the magical worlds she could venture to. Emma, a eleven year old girl with long red hair and prominent blue eyes, dreamed of having her own adventure. She was a day dreamer. She was eleven after all. Eleven was the magical age.
Emma was awaken from her early morning day dreams by Berlin. "Hurry up Emma! Miss Willameana wants you in the mess hall! Now!" Miss Willameana ran the foster home. Emma ran into the dinning room. "Guess what the agency called back!" Miss Willameana said "there moving you."
"Who?"emma asked. "Some home in the country. They pick you up tomorrow. So, get packing." Emma ran to her room and began throwing her few possessions in a bag. She was used to being moved. She had been in six foster homes. Hopefully, this one would be better than the last.
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FantasyEmma heard shuttling in the closet again. tomorrow, she would find the courage to go up the spiraling stair case, creep into the dark cold room and discover what mystery was hiding, lurking in the darkness...
