The happenings

4

I finished my breakfast and headed to my room with the soft silky box in my hands. 'This is all so wired, eyes like mine and hair, that's too vage I need a face not a description' I thought as I set it down on my desk.

I picked up the big book that was in there and placed it in front of me. It shined and shimmered in the sun as it shone down like little flickers of light. I ran my hand down its ruff spine, it was nice feeling all the textures of it. From the cover to the engravings on it.

I went to open it before there was a knock. "Come in" I called turning around. Mum walked in "hey honey I came to see if you wanted anything from the shop" she asked "fruit pastels" I smiled moving my hair out of my face. "Ok I shalt be long" she called cheerfully. "Ok" I called I turned back to the book.

'what does this mean, who are or is or was my parents, the only clue that I have of my father is that he has the same hair and eyes' I thought as I carefully opened the book.

It had a little drawing of what looked like me in a orange leafy dress that went down to my knees, I had a holly reath on my head which was keeping my hair from going up. I touched it as I felt myself be sucked in.

I opened my eyes to a bright vibrant forest, it was enchanting, so beautiful. Flowers lined the forest, all different calm colours, sizes and shapes. The trees towered over like giants, waiting to snatch someone up who dare to walk past. I ran my hand alongside myself as I walked through it. They were as soft as silk, the grass beneath my feet tickled me with each step. From what I saw ahead was the brightest blue bells I have ever seen, I could hear their chimes with every breath of the wind.

I headed closer to it as I did I could see a figure. Small a bit podgy but still slim, It was wearing the whitest shirt I have ever seen, it almost glowed as the light danced off it. It also had a pair black smart but jean like trousers on, which complimented its shirt nicely.

I walked closer and closer to it as the prickly grass brushed against my feet. I went closer seeing that it was a he. He had to what looked like a kind of smart hair cut and same colour as mine. he turned and smiled at me with his big blue eyes.