Hello, so, this is my tear and drama filled story, A Home Away From Home. It is about a girl name Monique. She runs away at the age of 13 and comes across a wardrobe. To hide from the cops, she jumps in it, and instead of going to Narnia, she was brought to Middle Earth. I do not own Lord of the Rings, though, sadly, they are not in this chapter (hides behind Legolas for... safety measures) but just in case. They WILL be in the next chapter! Onward my trusty steed! Uh. Yeah.
A Hone Away From Home
By Girl of the Secret City
Chapter 1:
Running Like The Wind
Monique's POV
Betraying, confusing, hurting, and running away is what I do best to people. I never wanted to be this way. Something inside me just made me do it. The other time I was forgiven. But, what happens if they catch me now? If they catch me running away from the home that I don't belong to. I'm running away, and I don't think that I am actually coming back this time. Goodbye home. Goodbye place I don't belong to. Goodbye forever. Goodbye. "Halt!" I hear. Oh no! I run, run like the wind and not dare to look back at the mess that I made. But, would you do that? If you knew something was wrong where you lived, would you runaway without a plan? Something to hide in... anything... wardrobe! There's SOMETHING to hide in... quickly I jump in. I wait until I hear the faint steps of feet pass by. Gone. I grab my backpack and open the door almost expecting the FBI to be on the other side. Nobody. Good. I look to see nothing. It was dark except some light at the end of a tunnel. But it was so dark I feel as if I tried I'd slam into a hard wall of... stone? I looked and saw... again. Nothing but the light. Like an idiot I cautiously inch towards it. Again, like an idiot. I have a strange feeling that magical wardrobes can lead to more places than just Narnia. Too bad THIS place was off my 'oh, I'm in (insert known place here), no biggy' list. God...
Well I've heard there was a sacred chord
David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
What was the rest of that... well there is no hallelujah here...
Oh, what a lovely rock (cue sarcasm) I think I'll lie down and enjoy a nice nap in this deep dark cave.
Day one down. Indefinite days to go.
So, how did I do. I don't mind opinions but I do mind flaming Barlogs stampeding down my doorstep
"Don't knock on Hell's door, ring the doorbell then run away, he hates that" -Unknown genius
If anyone knows who made that. PLEASE tell me.