Mira
By Denim Jeans
Today was totally normal. The beach was empty, it was sunny, and I was reading outside. I treaded my fingers through the sand, when a shadow covered me. My book flew out of my hand and a bucket was thrown on my head.
"ALICE ROSALIND JONES! HOW DARE YOU DISTURB ME!" My sister laughed evilly. I was going to smack her upside the head when mother came out.
"Mira, go to your room!" She pointed a finger back to the house. I sighed and glared at Alice. I walked back to the house and clomped up the stairs. I tossed my book on the ground and fell onto my bed. "I didn't do anything!" I sighed. My hamsters ran in the wheel with agreement.
"At least I have you guys." I smiled. I heard whispering outside of the room and throughout the house. Which was weird, no one in the family whispered, except for me. I cupped my hand and put it against my ear and to the door.
"Should we tell her?" that was Mother.
"We can't, she's only 15!" Alice.
"But Zoos will get vwery vwery mad." that was my little sister, Emily. I fell to the ground, crossed my legs, and buried my head in my hands. I was going to open the door when...
I found my self in a throne room? Made of marble, and every way I turned, it seemed endless! And there were 12 thrones, and in those thrones were gods and goddesses. And they were Greek!
"Whoa." I breathed. Some of the gods exchanged glances, others snickered, or just stared. One of the gods, who I assumed was leader of them all.
"Mira Faith Jones, welcome home." He smiled. I stared at him.
"Home? My home is in Florida! Not here, in, in, um this temple-"
"Olympus."
"OLYMPUS?" I knew I was going nuts. I sighed and pouted. Another goddess stood. She wore a chiton, and looked like a normal goddess.
"Mira dear, you are a goddess."
"A GODDESS?"