YOUR POV
DAY 12
I pick up my luggage and leave home at five in the morning. My parents didn't even care to say goodbye. I don't even know why I always try so hard to please them now.
Luckily, my journey will only last for two hours. Time goes by really quickly and I reach my town.
Before returning home, I stop at McDonald's to get something to eat since I'm famished. Sadly, the fast food restaurant is closed. I have no other choice but to use up my left over energy and cook for myself.
I finally reach home and the first thing I do is make scrambled eggs.
After finishing breakfast, I sit on my couch and close my eyes.
I didn't sleep at all last night...
"Hey Jewel, wake up!
Who's voice is this?
"Hey Jewel..."
I think I've heard it somewhere before.
"Will you write a book for me?"
Oh! It's Zoa!
I wake up with a jerk and see that the girl is skipping around me.
"Zoa...I'm tired." I groan.
My eyelids are really heavy. I lie down again.
"Please?"
Zoa pulls off me that puppy dog face she makes whenever she wants something.
"Haha. How about no?"
I try to pull my blanket over me but suddenly I realise something.
I'm not in my apartment.
I'm in a field of sunflowers.The sun's rays are filtering behind a milky white cloud, the sky is golden and the grass is a brilliant green.
Magical.
"Zoa, where are we?" I curiously ask.
My friend furrows her eyebrows.
"Don't you know?"
She pinches my cheeks and chuckles.
I notice that she is wearing a lovely knee lenght, flowy, yellow frock. Her long hair is made up into a waterfall braid. She's even wearing a daisy chain.
"I don't know..."
I stand up and get a good look of my surroundings. I see that there aren't any signs of civilization except for us.
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General Fiction[COMPLETED] We are all messed up inside our heads. Jewel's parents always told that, her whole world was just a twisted figment of her imagination. Is that really true? Come along on her journey as she discovers who she truly is. ...