Note, this was an actual dream I had one night during the week I was obsessed with reading Disney fanfiction. I'm quite glad I'm out of that, actually - some fanfiction pieces aren't all that well-written.
Anyhoo, this will be set along my dream as accurately as I can, and, as I'm sure you've experienced, dreams are often crazy, nonsensical, and broken up. However, with the same plot of my dream, I will be twisting a few things so that it makes more sense, and more like a story than a ridiculous crack fic a normal reader doesn't like due to the horribility of the writing and nonsensibility and OOCness. This is not where I enter myself into the story to match myself up with my favorite Disney guy or become the long lost Disney princess that I don't want to be, for this character is going to be quite different from myself. It may seem slightly random in the beginning, but it will improve as the plot reveals itself. With that said, let us roll along with the story!
Chapter One: Who Doesn't Love the Magic of Cinema?
It was as normal as a day can get. Well, night, really. With car lights flashing and the soft golden glow emanating from the street store windows, the blackness of the night sky stood out epically as I crane my neck to search for stars. As usual, in the city, they were hidden. I so longed for the tiny twinkles of white that I now see only in the eyes of the jolly.
My younger sister dragged me along, crying out joyfully as we near the movie theater. Theatre. Cinema. So many words. English confuses me sometimes.
My youngest sister clutched the hand of my mom, my dad walking close behind. My younger sister Dai had a hand on my arm so that I wouldn't accidentally wander off. As you can tell, I am a bit absent-minded. Not to mention then, I was rather grumpy that I was being dragged off from my comfortable seat at home with a nice thick book in my hands to see some cartoon. Disney, actually. It was a new movie, and though I enjoyed the Disney films, I was slightly cautious upon entering the theater seeing only young kids in there - it's like I, a girl entering her teens, didn't belong.
Not that I belonged somewhere anyway.
But it was important for my family, as we rarely get out all together on a nice night to simulously enjoy a movie, so of course I went along.
It got dark in the theater. I noticed a few people hurrying in before the movie began.
I supposed my mind went fuzzy as the brief pitch blackness before the film rolled, for I was rather weary and tired, but once I found myself back snug in my bed, I couldn't remember one moment of the movie. Wait, was it a dream? Just a dream? I don't know the difference between reality and imagination anymore... I remember this one time I woke up my nose stuffy and my mind racing at a million miles per hour about my essay... only images of students and Penguins of Madagascar kept running through my head with fractions and stuff that had nothing whatsoever to do with my essay. But I thought it did.
No matter. I sat up and slipped out of bed as usual despite it being absolutely black, and stumbled a bit. Everything is ridiculously fuzzy when I remembered one thing - I forgot to put on my glasses.
Of course, when I turned around, I wasn't in my room anymore.
So sorry it is so short. Of course, this is merely my odd introduction into the story. The next chapter, I assure you, will make much more sense.
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