Enchated.
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Last published Tue, Mar 18, 2014
I groaned as I sat up from the grassy floor. Wait. Grass! I looked around me seeing nothing but grass. No friends, no library, no book. Just grass and trees. I started to panic which is never good in my case. If I didn't have the book then where is it? I closed my eyes and counted to ten. Opening my eyes again I noticed I was in a dress. Ew. I never where dresses. So why am I wearing one now? And why is there a unicorn running towards me?
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