Why did I agree to doing this? This is a catastrophe! I groaned out loud. It was creepy. I should have brought Miranda with me. It was her idea anyway. Do you want to know where I am and what I’m talking about? You do. Ok, here is your explanation:
Before this terrible day happened:
It was my birthday. Lots of people would be excited, but not me. I had promised my sister (Actually she basically forced me) to do one thing that she wanted me to do. She literally threatened me!
I went downstairs gloomy and annoyed, my mother was coming up to wake me. “Hello Melanie!” she said, way to cheerfully. “Why the sour face? It’s your birthday!!” That‘s my mum for you. Anyway, I went into the (what we call it) birthday room. We only go in this particular room if we were either, having a birthday, celebrating a birthday or getting ready for a birthday. Anyway, I walked in and there were presents for me everywhere. My big sister Miranda walked in grinning from ear to ear. I glared at her. “Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” She taunted me. I can’t handle it any longer. I know this sounds bad, but at the top of my lungs I screeched: "Will you shut up?" She didn’t, so again I yelled: "Stop!!!!"
“Melanie, no yelling in this house.” Mum ordered. I, however was way too angry to listen. “How about we open the presents now.” Mum was stern. “Mum, Miranda does nothing but torment me.” I cried. “Here is your first present.” Mum instructed. “Open it up.” Anger was still bubbling up inside me, but what choice did I have? I ripped my present open with such force that I nearly broke the fragile gift. Quick as a jiffy I opened the other presents. We went to a carnival the rest of the day. At 9:19pm, I was about finish this dreadful day. I was actually quite enjoying this minute by myself. It’s my favourite minute of my hopefully long life. There was a knock on my bedroom door. Mum was here and I didn’t want this minute to end. I was wrong. It was Miranda. “So, I have decided what you are going to do for me.” She says mischievously. “Break into the library.”
So that‘s what happened. I hope that explains where I am and how?
Thank goodness it does! It’s now 10:30 pm and I’m quite tired. And scared. I hate Miranda! I thought she had changed from the time we'd discovered a witch! Perhaps not. I sighed. It’s freezing in here! I remembered my task: Steal a book called The Beginning of the World by a person I forgot the name of. It’s a boring book actually, I don’t know why she wanted it.
It was deathly silent and the only flicker of light was my candle. I decided to turn the light on, so I blew out my candle and flicked the light switch. I couldn’t keep it on for long. I looked through the ancient books. (They were actually ancient, truly.)
Not a single one was called; 'The Beginning of the World.' But there was another book that I found interesting: 'The Book Of -,'yeah, this is a really ancient book so the last word has faded away. I made a little cosy reading nook with pillows and started reading. Off to a magical place...