I was just about to click my red, glowing, ruby, heels when I figured out what I actually wanted. I've been in this beautiful place called Oz for the past few days and it made Kansas seem like nothing.
It's not like Aunty Em and Uncle Henry would actually miss me. I ran away and didn't notice until I came back. In Kansas, I lived on a poor farm, in a tiny house, with no friends, except for the workers, Hunk, Hickory, and Zeke. I never did anything on the farm anyways, I was always bored out of my mind, and I became so bored I watched Toto case his tail for ten minutes.
Oz was always exciting. Something was always going on. There were people and animals everywhere. And I had friends. Everything was perfect in Oz. Everyone worshiped me. Everyone was so nice, except the Wicked Witch of the West. I had the perfect life in Oz, In Kansas I had nothing.
I wanted to stay in Oz for the rest of my life. I would actually do something with my life. I didn't want to just do something with my life, I wanted to be powerful. Powerful wasn't the word, it was something different.
I stopped before the third click. Everyone gasped in shock. " Miss Dorothy? Wha.. What are ya doing?" Scarecrow asked puzzled
" I just don't want to go home anymore."
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How Oz really Ended
ФэнтезиDorothy never went back to Kansas . What she really wanted wasn't in Kansas , where she lived on a poor old farm , What she really wanted was something more powerful than power.
