Love the Chronicles of Narnia books so I thought I would try to write a fanfic about it!
"Welcome to your new home!" Said the realtor agent. The new house was pretty big, but it wasn't home.
My name is Sierra Burkett, but that isn't a big deal. My mom and I just moved here (England) for the new job that she just took. At the moment I am extremely mad at her for making us leave our Ohio home. England was wet and boring. I wish I could just go home.
Mom told me to go find a bedroom to become my room. So I ran inside the house, which actually, is much bigger on the inside. None of the many rooms were my type. I know, I have a type for rooms. I walked up these stairs and found two doors side by side. I tried the first one, but it was locked. Who locks a door to the house that you are moving out of?!
So I tried the next one and it opened creakily. Inside was a plain room with a little window seat off to the left. I walked to the back of the room. It was a pretty small room, and it was dirty. I noticed that on the floor, there was a large rectangle of floor that wasn't dusty like it's surroundings. I looked away for a moment and when I looked back, there was the most beautiful detailed white horn that I had ever seen. How did that get there? And how did I not notice it before?
I picked it up and examined it, looked clean and in shape. Being the stupid curious person that I was, I blew it. And that's when everything changed.
