Bonnie Dixon was ten years old. She was a very clever girl who always liked to see the best in people, she also had a very wild imagination and often dreamed of visiting other places, not other countries, other lands but she only dreamed. Never wished, she dreamed.
"I think it's time for bed now sweetheart." Her mother said with a soft smile. Her and Bonnie had been sorting out the attic that day and found a lot of old things and things that had been forgotten about. By night time, Bonnie had collected up a boxful of old trinkets that she wanted to keep that had once belonged to her grandmother.
She got up from kneeling on the floor and went over to her mum.
"Goodnight mum," She planted a kiss on her cheek, "I love you."
"I love you too sweetie."
Bonnie walked over to the other side of the attic, climbed down the ladder with her box of newfound treasures and got herself ready for bed.
There was something on Bonnie's mind that night, something about that day of sorting the attic, all that stuff that had been rediscovered just seemed so…innocent, so normal, there was nothing of real excitement like she had hoped there would be. She lay awake thinking and then switched on her light and began rifling through her discoveries of the day. An old teddy bear with one ear floppy, books, a lot of them too, from books about adventure to books about the Victorians, there was also a collection of china animals, rabbits, horses, cats, dogs, well, pretty much any animal you can think of, there was a locket, a heart shaped locket that contained a photo of Bonnie's grandmother as a girl wearing a checked dress, she held a little dog in her arms and was smiling brightly, next was the charm bracelet, Bonnie took time peering at each charm, there was a lot, one that struck the girl was the rainbow charm, Bonnie couldn't work out what, but she had a feeling inside, a feeling that there was a story behind this charm but a complicated story, a story with more than one side. Just as she was about to push the box underneath her bed, a final item caught her eye, she picked it up. It was a large scrapbook. Bonnie frowned, she didn't remember putting that in there. The book was green and on the front it read: ''My Adventure in Oz by Dorothy Gale'
As soon as Bonnie opened up the book, a green ray shimmered up, it was like a warm breeze, it blew her hair back and the light made her squint. She shut the book, she wasn't scared of this, it was going to be a big adventure, she felt there was something she had to do, a mission, a problem to solve, there was a reason that her grandmother's book was in that box, it wasn't just there by mistake.