Hi guys its me here mrs. cookieeater. I thought I would give you a chronicles of narnia fic. :) Hope you guys like it. Also this is not a fic were they are brothers and sisters and if anyone guesses who the guy Lucy dreams about I will share half a cookie with you :) which is saying something because I LOVE COOKIES! As you can see in my name. :)

I woke up to find that outside was chaos, it was war time and enemy planes were bombing the town like mad. Everyone was heading to their bomb shelters in their backyards, my sister had told me to wake up she was crying and she was scared. I wasn't used to seeing Susan like this it was weird. She was usually so calm and collected but now she was scared and a wreck. " Lucy their bombing the town we need to get into the bomb shelter. NOW!" she yelled, it was actually quite frightening. Well not so much the bombing as Susan now she was scary, its like she wasn't Susan at all. I quickly got out of bed and put my new joggers on and ran to the bomb shelter with Susan. When we got there our mother was too she told us to rest and wait until the bombs stopped and they would leave on the train to professors house in the morning with two other boys. I had been wondering who we were going with all week, mum told us when they first started the bombing on our town. It was too dangerous here and they needed to go out to the country and get away from the war like all the other kids. Susan had been okay with it and had convinced me that we needed to leave now or we could die, and mum would be fine. She was a grown woman after all. But I still didn't like the idea of living with strangers at a weird mansion in the middle of nowhere. No I don't like it at all, I'm only doing this because Susan's going and my mum wants me out of trouble, only for them. Also because I'm a little bit curious about the boy that was near my age, that was all mum had told me that one boy was a year older than Susan and the other, one year older than me. So I slept, quite well, might I add, for someone that's having a war going on above their head. I dreamt of a boy, he had jet black hair, a face that was splattered with freckles that suited him nicely. But the thing I couldn't stop looking at were his eyes, a deep chocolate brown that I practically fell into. We were in a strange place that oddly I knew my way around, it was snowing lightly, not too heavy enough so that it was a storm. Just snowing it must have been winter, it couldn't have bee summer it was too cold for it to be anything but winter. The boy was smiling now, smiling at me. I felt myself smile back knowing that we were going to be great friends. But sadly it was only a dream and when I woke up I felt myself smiling but my smile withered when I realized that it was only a dream and that boy didn't exist. It was still nighttime I kept thinking about the boy I had dreamt about, his eyes, they were a pool of brown, I wanted to meet him but I knew he was just a dream I could keep reliving him in my head. All too soon it was dawn and we had to leave for the station, we quickly picked up our suitcases and fled from the shelter into the yard and what we saw gave us despair. Most of the neighborhood houses where gone and in there places were giant holes, our house was only half gone. Our house was a big house you might call it but we still thought it home nonetheless. We saw some people who had woken too and had been curious, most had begun to cry. I started crying, our home was Destroyed! Even if it was only half, it was enough to make me cry. Then I looked up and saw a boy staring at me from across the street he looked familiar, I wandered who it was when it hit me; it was the boy that I had dreamed about last night. I was just about to walk over there and ask who he was when he started walking away. I wander why he was staring at me? Then mum told me and Susan that she would make do with the house, and that they had to leave now otherwise they would miss their train.

I don't own chronicles of narnia! I hope you guys enjoyed it. I know I enjoyed writing it. Remember R&R which means, read and review! Reviews are like cookies! I LOVE THEM!