Back to Oz - Chapter 1
"Oh, can't I go play, Auntie Em?" Dorothy looked at Aunt Emily with big pleading eyes. Aunt Em sighed, and looked away. "No, Dorothy. You're almost a woman now, you'll have to grow up and start helping on the farm." That's what your father would have wanted." Dorothy looked down, sad. "What happened to mom and dad, Auntie Em?" She asked quietly. Aunt Em frowned. "That doesn't matter now." Se answered shortly. "Now go help your uncle feed the chickens." As she walked off, still looking down, Dorothy mumbled: "I wish I was back in Oz."
Three years ago, Dorothy had been to a place named Oz. It was a strange place, a land you couldn't go to by boat or car. Dorothy never got to find out how big it really was. It might just be a country, or it could be a planet, or even a galaxy. She would never know. But one thing Dorothy knew, it was over the rainbow. And it was NOT a dream, even if no one believed her.
The last time she had been to Oz, Dorothy had wanted to go back home more than anything. But now, at the age of 18, she wanted to go back there. She didn't want to work on a farm in Kansas all her life, and marry a framhand, and then die like her mother did. She missed the colours, and the singing, and most of all the weirdness. Oh, if only she could see scarecrow, tinman and the cowardly lion again! If only she had the ruby slippers!
When Dorothy went to sleep that night, the last thing she though was; "I want to go back to Oz."
