The love of Narnia

The Beginning of it all , the beginning of my story

(Play the song and read, trust me )

My name is Y/N.
I'm Y/A years old.
I live with my mother ,my father and my younger sister.

My life's pretty normal well, except for what's gonna happen after that...

The loudest alarm in the world woke me up ( my mom)
"hurry up lazy, your gonna be late for school, again "

Ugghhhggg

God I swear I literally fell asleep for one second anyway, here goes nothing

Today wasn't my first day of anything, I just hate school.

Anyway ,after hell (school) 

i was walking back home just like I did my entire life, only something different caught my eye.

It was a painting and it was beautiful, and I don't usually brag but I'm already a really good artist but I have never seen anything so captivating and attention grabbing like that before.

It was a picture of a lion, it reminded me of a king, the lion was absolutely beautiful and I knew I wanted it, so I asked the guy selling it how much was it and he had already seen how amazed I was and told me it was " $39" I was devastated, I didn't have enough money on me. And even worse there was another older lady eyeing the painting and had asked for it. I didn't even stay to hear anything and just ran back home.

And since I was never gonna see the painting again I thought, I should try to replicate it.

I tried pretty hard to remember every perfect detail about the lion and I knew that I had to finish it.

-:time skip-:-

I finally finished and OMG I was so proud I grabbed and showed everyone in the house and my parents really liked it but my sister made "I don't give a fuck about you face "....she's 10

so after my ego was fed by people who actually care...I set it aside to dry and went to sleep being the proud mother of a beautiful lion (I know its weird but feel like when I drawing it comes to like and I'm their mom )

*during the night
I am dreaming at least I think I am. I must be.
I'm on a hill, but I'm with someone but I just can't say. It looks like a woman, her whole body was covered in ice and her hair was floating gracefully. She had the skin of a ghost.
she moved closer to me and then  put her hand on my cheek, her fingers were as cold as ice, I could barely even feel them, then she drew them back

" my, my you are as warm as the sun, and you look as fierce as her too"

" who are you?, what do want from me?"i say trying to stand gorund .

"ssh, no need to be alarmed my dear, I'm a friend of a future friend" she paused then started again "and its not that I want anything from you its more of I want to give to you "
"What do you mean?"
"you'll see my child, you will be able to see everything, you be able to get everything and most importantly you will be able to rule everything "
With that she just kissed the top of my head and then everything was gone in a gust of light
*dream end*

I woke up, completely out of breath, I glance to my left and see my sister sleeping, she almost  looks peaceful. I then checked my right and saw the time. If fucking 3 am.

FML.

My head started to pound, I got up and went to wash my face. After washing my face I stopped and just stared in the mirror for a few seconds thinking of the fucked up dream i had that felt so real.. Almost too real. Then an idea popped into my head. I ran right downstairs to my art room and began making a few modifications to the painting of the lion, inspired by the crazy dream I just had.

-:-time skip-:-

It was about 7 am, I was finally done with the painting. And it was even more beautiful than before. Its was the same lion but it was all covered in ice. The lion's manes was covered with ice and the forest behind him be came an ice land. And I stood up a few feet away from the painting to admire my work. 

DAMN!! I'm good. And began to touch up his eyes.

I went to touch his forehead and then I felt a gust wind go right through me and it was as if my brain only knew one word , which was  "Aslan" I said barely as a whisper.

I was so into my painting I didn't even notice my mother right behind me,"what did you just say dear "
"oh! nothing "
"wow,honey its beautiful "
"thanks"
"did you get any sleep last night?
"nope, but it was worth it "
"yes,yes it was but you Miss,y have to go to school no matter what!"
"yeah, yeah I know mum, back to hell it is for me "
I left the room know my mom was glaring at me like in disapproval  "bye mom love you too"

-:time skip-:-

On the way to school I was crossing the road and saw something that sent goosebumps down my entire body

It was a painting. But not any painting...i was my painting.

It was a drawing against a huge wall of a building. I stood right there looking like an idiot wondering wtf is happening.
How can that even be possible I painted this,I created this, from my imagination, no one could have drawn the exact same picture. And it looked freshly painted on as well.

After a few moment I took my hand out to touch his face and then as soon as I touched his nose the bricks on the wall started vibrating.

I was terrified, I started screaming. Then all of the bricks started moving outward creating a huge hole. I was just about to turn a away and start running back home because I have watched enough of "the Vampire Diaries "to know never walk into something that happens magically and not expect to walk out of it dead .

But as soon as I did I was pulled into the whole by a huge gust of cold wind and after that I am surrounded by darkness.

--end--