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Monday, July 23, 2012 | 12:22 PM | 0Comment

Hi. I'm Marnie. I'm supposed to have some super awesome sleepover at Nola's. But we cancelled it at the last minute. Nola had to go to Genovia. Genovia kinda like, needs her. Well, she is their queen. She has duties to her subjects. I knew from the start when she told me that she was a princess, she'll be really busy. Especially, during Summer.


Sometime's I pity her for not having the perfect summer. I mean people are supposed to have fun during summer but then she's doing her princess job. It must be confusing. Lets just rewind a little bit. On her birthday last two years, she went to her long lost grandmother's house to know that originally her dad was next in line to the throne but because he passed away, Nola had to be Queen. To shorten the story, she went to her grandmother's house to know that she's a princess.


This is really confusing right. It's not that complicated but I just don't know how to explain. So, lets move on to my story. It's the beginning of summer. And the sleepover's cancelled. And I'm in my tree-house, watching the birds fly. Going back to their nests probably as it's getting dark. Very fascinating actually.


Suddenly, something grew out of my back. And guess what. I have wings. Big, glittery wings. I tried flapping them. It wasn't hard like I thought. Without noticing, I'm flying. Following the birds and admiring the view of my neighborhood. It looks so magical from up here. I just wish Nola would be here. This would be the best summer ever.


I kept flying and flying until I reach some place rare but really beautiful. It almost felt like a dream but I know it isn't because it feels so real. I try closing my eyes and opening them back and to my surprise, I'm still in this weird place, flying. The world seem so big here with all those big flowers and butterflies. Then I thought, I must be a faerie or something. I want to look at my reflection just to confirm what I feel right now. Am I really having wings? Am I really flying?


So then, I stop at a pond. At least, I think it's a pond. I turn around, showing off my wings to the sparkly water. I just can't see any reflection. So, I bend down a little bit and a very pretty pink fish started splashing water at me until I felt myself drowning. I did nothing but letting myself drown. I just don't have the energy to save myself. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. So, I close my eyes tightly.


Just don't want to feel the pain of dying. Letting myself calm, dying. I hear someone calling my name. Maybe that's the death angel. I'm really close to death. I don't know how to feel. Scared or happy? It's really confusing. Then, my face was slapped really hard, my eyes flew open. Surprisingly being at the spot where I looked at the birds just now. Soaky wet.


So it was a dream. Nearly my whole neighborhood is here. In my tree-house. Yes. My tree-house is that big. By the way, I see some are giggling and some put a worried look. I realized something else. A full moon. It's already dark. No wonder everyone is so worried. I don't mind that and made a conclusion. I'm alive.