Hello everyone! This is my first Wizard of Oz story. I love the Wizard of Oz so much, and this idea just popped into my head. This will be many chapters, and this is just the beginning. In this story, Dorothy will start out as fourteen, which seems about accurate according to how Judy Garland looks and acts in the movie, and that's how old I was when I got the role of Dorothy :) Enjoy and please leave reviews!
Kansas, July 1937
Dorothy sat on the fence staring at the rainbow. Toto sat in her lap happily as she scratched his ears. They didn't believe her. She tried to explain that it wasn't only a dream, but they didn't listen. But that was alright. It would just have to be her little secret.
For a moment she too had believed it was a dream, until she pulled away the covers to reveal the ruby red slippers still on her feet. That was when she knew it had to be a secret. Oz was her secret world, and no one could take it away from her if they didn't know about it. She had taken off the shoes and hidden them in a wooden box, a secured it with a lock. She always wore the key on a string around her neck. She never took it off. Her journal stayed under her pillow, and she wrote in it whenever she had a memory of Oz, or something like that. Every night she relived the wonderful journey she had been on in her wonderful dream land. And then she would wake up to the wonderful place that she called home.
Every day she stared at the rainbow, hoping that she would be able to go back one day. It was true; she did love her home and all the people there very much. But there was something about that magical place that made her want to go back. And she was a hero there too. She killed two witches while she was there. She saved lots of people. She would love to go back to a place where there was magic, where she was a hero, and where she was loved by all. And then there were her friends, the Scarecrow, the Tinman, and the Lion. She missed them terribly. She often wondered if they missed her, or if they even remembered her at all. She sat on the fence and thought about them as hard as she could, hoping that they would feel her thinking about them. It comforted her.
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high…
There's a land that I've been to once,
High up in the sky…
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true…
Someday I'll wake and rub my eyes…
And in the land beyond the skies,
You'll find me…
A little bird flew past her and she hopped off the fence at ran after the bird, Toto following at her heels.
There's magic, wonder, hope and beauty,
I can just leave all my cares there, far behind me…
When the bird flew too high up and too far ahead of her she stopped and lay down in the grass, gazing once more at the rainbow.
Somewhere over the rainbow, I can fly,
I've flown over the rainbow,
Why then…why can't I…?
If I have flown there way up high…beyond the rainbow…
Why oh why can't I?
She sat up, scratching Toto's ears.
"Dorothy! Time for supper!" Auntie Em called her inside.
Dorothy snapped back to reality. "Coming Aunt Em!" she stood up and scooped up Toto in her arms, running back to the house. After supper she rushed to her bedroom and reached under her bed and pulled out the locked box. Removing the key from her neck, she unlocked the box. She reached in and pulled out her beautiful prize. Her two shining ruby red slippers. She placed them delicately on her feet and stood up, admiring how they looked on her. For a moment she pretended she was back on the yellow brick road, skipping along with her friends. Then it was getting dark, and she locked them back up and placed the box back beneath her bed.
Every night when Dorothy lay in bed, many things ran through her head, but only one thing was clear. She would always believe in magic.
Always.