Chapter 1

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Walking through London's gloomy streets wasn't exactly what I wanted to do right now. I just wanted to go home, wrap myself in a blanket, and lounge on the couch doing nothing. But no, in the twenty-first century, people are forced to attend school by the government.

So that's what I'm doing right now: wading through silly pools of water, nearly toppling over, and being mocked by the 50-year-old market owners. I'm having a fantastic morning.


I keep my head down as I approach the school gates, not being one to talk much. I loathe going to school. But, oddly enough, I don't really have a reason to; the teachers are pleasant, and the students are well-behaved. Is it possible that it's because I don't have any friends? That was most likely the case. I walk around the Halls all day by myself, now that I come to think of it maybe that's why Mrs. Keith keeps giving me looks of pity.

I make my way to math class carefully, dreading the following 80 minutes. Math has never been one of my strong suits.


Wish me luck.

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I'm finally out after 6 hours, and it's still raining. That's great. I rush out of school and begin the lengthy walk back to my house. But I'm not complaining; my parents are rarely at home, so it gets a little dull.


I make a sharp right turn as I go through London's crowded streets, going for my favorite sandwich shop. I startle myself by opening the enormous creaky door while the bell alerts the employee that someone is there.


" Hello Aletta, what can I get you," said Mr. Smith the owner, smiling over at me.

"Just the usual," I said

"Have fun today?." said Mr. Smith in a cheery voice.

" Oh you know, same old same old." I huffed, just wanting my sandwich. The conversation went on for a while and after a little bit, I finally got my sandwich.


"Thanks, Mr. Smith" I smiled heading quickly out of the shop.


" No problem sweetheart," he called back.

It was good to get out of there. He's a very kind man, but boy does he have a mouth that never stops talking. As I rounded the bend towards the forest, I smiled to myself. It's where I go to have some peace and quiet while eating my sandwich every day. I dash across the road rather than wait for the cars to beep at me.


I finally make it to the forest and remove my shoes. As I walk to the creek, I can feel the gentle grass between my toes. While walking, the green trees sway about me, and I suddenly felt a surge of pain shoot through my foot. I let out a gasp and grasped my wounded foot, and the discomfort gradually faded.                                                                                                                                                   

"fudge nuggets," I said through gritted teeth. That really hurt.

"what even was that?" I mumbled angrily.

I turned around to look only to find an ancient dusty book on the ground. Wow, I usually would want to read, but not from a book that just tried to kill me. I bend down and collecting it, it was indeed dirty.

"looks like no one read or touched this in years," I said to myself.

For a while, I studied the book and asked why it was in the forest, not a bookshop. Perhaps I ought to read it? First I'm going to sit down. I walk briskly down the dirt road to where I am, and a long time ago the sandwich left my worries. I'm sitting down and studying it again. I'm wiping it a bit dirt and seeing what's the words 'Narnia'? I had to open it, the suspense killed me. Then I did, there was nothing there. Well I that was somewhat anti-climate. Suddenly I look around a blinding light was emitted from the book, not knowing what it was. I felt like I was sucked into the book off the ground, I was trying to shut it but there was no use it didn't budge. Was this really the way I was going to die, a book sucking me into it. I started to freak out, it wouldn't stop. I look down at the book and my whole eyesight was consumed by light.



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