"night Maddie!" my mom yelled
I didn't answer. I was still mad at her for giving my turtle away?. Why did she let me have one if we couldn't afford it? This was all stupid anyway. Hopefully I would wake up in the morning and this dramatic mess will all be over.
Hopefully
Emphasis on HOPE
That night I woke up because of the raging storm. It was so loud that I couldn't hear myself think. I tried to shut my window, but the window wouldn't budge. I grunted with effort and pulled again. No luck. This was bad. The stuff in my room would get wet! I quickly put my sheets over my monitor and computer, and tied it to the the desk to keep it from floating away. Wait...
FLOAT?
The stuff in my room was floating. Okay this was definitely a dream I told my self. I hid under my bed, but slowly it started to lift off the ground. wet and terrified, I clung onto the bottom of the my bed and closed my eyes?. I was lifted up higher and higher until I couldn't feel the bed in my grasp anymore. I just felt my clenched fists instead. This was weird. And I've been through some pretty weird stuff. Luckily, I felt some ground underneath me. So I opened my eyes and screamed. I wasn't in my room anymore.
