Anne was a simple child who was always looking for a way out of everything. If she was told to do the dishes, she would find every possible thing to do besides the dishes. She was a perfect angel before her mother Clairabeth ‘had an accident’ last year in 2012. Now she is perfect at resisting. That’s where I come in. I have come to tell our fantastic adventure.
She was in the kitchen and her dad was making toast. “Anne darling, will you please get the butter?” She shook her head in disagreement to what her father ordered for her to do. He sighed. Being a single father was hard enough and she made it no easier. “Very well, I’m going to go brush my teeth. I have no time for dawdling. I’ll be right back.” He left the room in a hurry leaving Anne sitting alone.
Anne was tired because she woke up very early, so she decided to go ahead and put her head down to rest. She was sound asleep when she heard her father shout. Anne jumped up and ran upstairs. She loved her father very much and wanted nothing bad to happen to him. She didn’t want it to end up like how it did with her mom. When she reached the top of the stairs, her heart was beating. She had an instinct that something horrible was going to happen.
Finally, she got to the bathroom and all she saw was the mirror swirling clockwise with a purple light glowing. It was very windy. Without thinking, she jumped into the mirror with nothing going through her mind. Anne was confused after 20 minutes of complete darkness, she tried to walk but she realized that she was falling down a black hole. She didn’t know when it would end. She had so many questions! Where was her father? Where was she? When would she hit the ground?
She hit the ground softly about an hour later. It was dusty. There were dirt roads everywhere and she just wanted to find a way out of there and find her father. She was walking through the town now. It had wooden houses and people were wearing old clothes. Where was she? What year was it? Anne was going to ask someone when she tripped over a rock and landed flat on her face. A boy her age came up and asked her if she was okay. “Yeah I’m fine. Thanks.” She stood up. “My name is Anne. You are…?” The boy laughed and said, “I’m Tommy. You’re not from here are you? Let’s go to the pond and have a real discussion.”
They walked to the pond and shared stories and she told him all about how she got there and how she was trying to find her dad. “Have you seen him?” She asked. “I’m afraid not. This here is the...