I appeared in a corridor and heard young voices chatting, accompanied by the sound of footsteps. I turned around to see teenage girls with hats on, and coloured sashes round their waists. I couldn't believe it - I was at Miss Cackle's academy!
I patiently waited for the hurricane to blast me away again but that didn't happen. I started walking to the office (I knew where it was because I'd watched the TV series) but someone caught me.
HB.
"And who do we have here?" She asked in her usual icy tone.
"Umm... I - I," I stuttered. At that moment, a blast of air came through the windows and saved me. Except for one thing - where was I now?
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A journey through fiction
FantasyIn this story, I am transported by an enchanted wind to the lands of popular books and movies. But there's a catch- as soon as I realize where I am, I'm teleported to the next universe! However, halfway through it slows down, and I have to ask the c...
