I'm sorry for the length, they will get longer. If you read my other fan fiction, this story is not a part of my timeline. I was just thinking about a few things and this idea popped into my head and I decided I had to write it :3
Galinda sat on the stairs, watching her parents fight. They had been arguing ever since she had arrived home from school and she hadn't yet been given the chance to show them the drawing she had done that day. The yelling got closer as her parents headed towards the stairwell.
"Mummy, Daddy. Look what I-" but the arguing couple didn't take any notice, walking right past their child. Galinda ran after them, attempting to gain their attention. They walked into their room, Galinda in tow. They slammed the door and sent Galinda flying to the floor with a thump. She had tears in her eyes as she sat up, rubbing her head. She attempted to stand, feeling extremely light headed. She was finally able to stand, unknowingly catching her foot in the rug. She took a step and fell again, this time falling a little too close to the staircase and tumbling down.
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Galinda woke feeling queasy, her head pounding. Her eyes strained to open, feeling like they weighed about a ton. When they finally opened, they revealed a strange room; it smelt like disinfectant and vomit.
"She's up, she's up!" she heard a shrill voice call, turning to see a woman at the door.
A thundering of footsteps was heard as more people rushed to the room. "Glinda, do you know where you are?" a bearded man asked from above her.
Her brow furrowed, "It's Galinda, with a ga." she replied angrily.
The man smiled down at her, "Of course. I'm sorry, Galinda."
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