Okay, this is my first fan fiction ever (well, on this site anyway). I know I'm a pretty bad writer, but I'm at least just writing for fun, and not because I hope to be a wonderful author someday.
Anyway, yeah, that's not a great title.
Of course, I do not own Narnia.
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"Hurry up, Allison! It's my turn." Allison Newport's twin sister, Rachel, was banging on the bathroom door. "I'm finished," Allison replied as she swung open the door and ran to the bedroom she shared with Rachel. Allison then plopped down on her bed and began writing in her diary.
"Dear diary,
I've been feeling so sad lately. It's like I'm not even me anymore. But then, who am I anyway?
Okay, moving on. If I were to be granted three wishes they would probably be this:
#1. To be happy. This is what I want most right now, but I'm not sure if I would actually use a wish on this.
#2. To be beautiful. I don't like the way I look. My eyes are an ugly gray-green, my nose is too freckled, my blonde hair is too limp, my cheeks are getting kind of puffy, and I want to be much thinner. I wish I could look more like Rachel. She has great dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, only a few freckles, and she's thin enough.
#3. I'm still not quite decided on this. I might wish for a smaller family, but having four sisters and three brothers does have its good moments. I would like to get away from them sometimes, though. If only Narnia was real. I used to love those books, but I haven't read them since I was eleven, about three years ago. I remember that Aslan was great. If only he was real.
Aslan, please take me to Narnia. I'm getting so tired of life here. That sounds kind of selfish, but I don't mean to be. Maybe I am selfish, but I don't realize it. If only I could get to Narnia. Oh, Aslan please take me there. Please do.
Wow, I must be more tired than I thought if I'm talking to an imaginary lion. Anyway, it's time to get to sleep now. It looks like Rachel's back.
Allison Ruth Newport"After Allison finished writing she turned off the light and quickly drifted off to sleep.
The next morning Allison woke up to the smell of eggs cooking. She glanced at her alarm clock. "8:37!" she exclaimed. "We're late for school!" "Silly," she heard Rachel say. "It's Saturday, there is no school." "Oh yeah," Allison mumbled as she got dressed and made her way to the breakfast table. Once she was at the table she looked around at her siblings as she picked at her eggs. There was eighteen-year-old Emily, seventeen-year-old Andrew, sixteen-year old sister Megan, Rachel, eleven-year-old Julia, nine-year-old Jason, and seven-year-old Nathan. Their parents were away for the weekend.
"Allison, eat something!" Emily called. "I will, I will. I just don't feel good right now," Allison replied. "I'll eat later."
After lunch, Allison went to a movie with her friends. It was night when they came back, and Allison was hungry. She grabbed some leftover macaroni and cheese to take to her room to eat. She finished that pretty soon and ate some of the ice cream, then some cake she found, then some instant pudding. Pretty soon she was stuffed. "I feel awful now," she thought as she headed towards the bathroom. "I knew I shouldn't have eaten all that." About twenty-five minutes later she came out, considerably less full and wearing a nightgown. She remembered that she was supposed to feed the cat that day, so she opened the closet door where the food was kept. When she looked inside that closet, she saw something she didn't expect to see.
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I hope to put another chapter up soon.