chapter1

The cloudy atmosphere making it almost impossible to see. The storm was horrible to walk in ,Although she was so close to home the dusty winds stormed towards her almost making her loose friction from below and making a small distance an enormous struggle.
Madeline- her best friend awaited Sara at the foot of her house waving her hands at Sara , and then she did  what Sara thought was the strangest thing- Madeline began to wave her a good bye but she was smiling but she could not fail to notice that she was in sorrow and deeply  troubled and not even a convincing  smile as such could fool Sara who knew her too well.
Sara then knew something was wrong and began to yell “Madeline!” “Madeline!” but all her efforts went in vain , it was as if  Sara’s voice was almost inaudible.
Madeline then took a deep sigh and went walking down the street and in minutes she disappeared
“Madeline!” scram Sara “Madeline! Come back where are you going ?”
as Sara expected there was no reply just the sound of rustling trees and the fierce winds.

Then something even stranger happened.
Slowly the front lane and the trees and then the house began to move further and further and even further until it was an ant size image and then nothing….
And  an enormous force of wind within seconds blew her backwards and then….

“Sara” “Sara, wake up! Your going to be late for school!” yelled  a familiar voice.

In a mood of half sleeping and partly awake what  in her house was termed as slakey ,Sara could not distinguish the human being who was endlessly nagging as if he/she somehow by the passionate tone  found pleasure in it.  
Sara rubbed her eyes for a clear view of the person in front of her and she could not help not to recognize the persons long  hair tied up in a signature style as none other than Emma. Emma was her younger sister , younger to her just by a year and a few months so they were actually almost like twins.
Sara always thought Emma to be like a cartoon character in the sense that she would always dress up in the same color coordination or type of outfit. Emma had always done this since she could walk and the doctor told us its something she’ll grow out of just like thumb sucking or clinging to a favorite nappy , but clearly she hasn’t .

Emma went marching towards the curtains spreading them wide open much to Sara’s displeasure allowing the morning sunshine fill the room.

“wont you just get up already?” desperately cried Emma

“how did I get here? I was--” said Sara squinting her eyes
And then  it all came back to her -- where she was ?and why on earth she was sleeping on her assignment?

Sara was up all night rewriting her assignment and while she was at it, her supposedly 5 minute nap accidentally became a long nap a very long nap to be precise .

“OH NO!” cried Sara

“finally!, I see you’re  back to your senses” said Emma rolling her eyes and heading down to the dinning room.

Why was Sara re writing her assignment was another story but as for now Sara was in total chaos and could not decide whether  she should get her really important assignment somehow done in a jiffy or get ready for school before she was late like the three days before and have to face Principle Green and sit and listen to his lecture about punctuality which could seriously go on and on  for hours while she awaits his verdict on what he would do next with her soul.
If guilty its suspension and if  not guilty then its detention and either way they both were horrible and not a bright option in Sara’s view.
So she went forward the more practical or realistic option instead…                        

And said to her self “relax, the key is just to stay cool and everything should go in place”




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