Saturday
You wake up with a jolt, sitting straight up as your breathing continues to increase it's pace while your heart pounds in your ears. You can hear the obnoxious ring of a loud alarm, radiating from your phone. Of course, that's why nothing made sense; it was just a dream. It should have been expected though, nothing interesting ever happens unless it's something hardly related to you; like the Eagles winning the super-bowl. You must admit however, part of you wishes it were true. It certainly seemed more interesting down the rabbit hole than it is here. You never thought of running away; most would call you selfish to. You live in a nice neighborhood, in a nice house, with a nice family. Your mother, Jane, is a first grade teacher at the nearest elementary school while your father, Mark, owns a small home-inspection business. You just want something new in life; maybe you should get out of the house more, or try out for a sport. Anything.
Your thoughts continue to scatter as you open your dresser.
Stay in your room: chpt 29
Go downstairs: chpt 31
YOU ARE READING
A Tale Not Yet Told (CYOA)
FantasyThough hungry minds gather to read, it is of great stride to announce that this story cannot be read, for it has yet to be writ. If however, you wish to embark on this adventure; may you continue it on your own. Be wary of the choices you make e'r...
