Chapter 5: The Frog's Advice

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I was sinking into the dirt faster than a penny sinks in a fountain. 

"Help!" I yelled. Nobody came. The guards standing at the front gates didn't notice me at all. I yelled for help a couple more times. Soon, my whole body was under the dirt. I closed my eyes, still screaming. After a couple of minutes, I was falling through the air. I opened my eyes, seeing the blue sky all around me. Soon enough, I landed on a large squishy object. I looked down and realized I was sitting on a mushroom. When I looked up, there was a Frog. He was blue.

"Hello? Mr.Frog?" I said.

"Hello." He said. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know. I just was sinking in the dirt, then I landed here." I said.

"Very curious…very curious." he said. "Who are you, child?"

"I think I'm Wren, but I don't know." I said.

"Well, you must know child, you are you." he said.

"But, what if I am not me, what if I am you?" I said.

"But, I am me, so you must be you and if you must be you, I am me." he said. I stood up and walked away.

"Child!" The frog yelled. I stopped, not wanting to go back. "I have something to say!" I sighed, turning around and walked back to the frog.

"What do you want?" I asked, very annoyed.

"If you find out who you are, you will never live a long and happy life. You must discover yourself along the way." he said.

"Is that it?" I said, crossing my arms.

"Why yes, that's it." he said.

"Good." I said, walking away.

I walked down a path that seemed familiar to me. There was an orange path leading in 4 different directions. Which path was I supposed to go down? I sat down and thought. There were no signs on the path at all. The only thing there was a small creature. It was a baby rhino.

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