I squeezed my eyes shut. This was obviously a dream.
It had to be...
I opened them. Still trees
I pinched myself. Still trees
But this wasn't possible was it? What kind of wardrobe has a freaking forest inside it? I looked in awe of my surroundings, beautiful green trees that reached to what seemed like the sky, butterfly's fluttering and a carpet of autumn leaves on the ground.
I wanted to step foward to explore the mystery I had just discovered, but something told me to go home. As I turned around (still in shock) what used to be a wardrobe door simply was more trees. Great.
I'm stuck. In a forest wardrobe. With no way of getting home. No food. No water. Just high heels and a stupid gold crown I found in my uncles office.
Perhaps I could find someone. I made my way through the dense trees listening to birds chirping as I did, looking for something...human. And then I saw it.
'Is that a lamp post?' I asked myself out loud. I found myself in a clearing with a strange lamp post on a lean. This place is weird.
What is mother going to do when I'm not down by supper? How am I supposed to go back home? I started to panic my breath increasing as I did, I leaned against the tall lamp post and took deep breaths.
'Are you a daughter of eve?' someone said surprisingly behind me.
'Ahh!' I yelled, I didn't expect someone to jump up on me like that. I turned around to see a beaver looking straight up at me. 'Who said that?' I asked, frightened. I looked to the trees.
'Me of course' said a voice coming from the beaver.
That's it. I'm officially crazy.
'Yes, yes, I can talk. All you humans are the same, when you see us. Gosh' the beaver said angrily.
'There are humans here?' I asked hopeful.
The beaver's expression turned to sad 'No...They left'
I didn't know what to say. I was talking to a beaver. I was in a forest wardrobe. Yep, definitely crazy.
'I say...how did you get in?' the beaver asked.
'The wardrobe, in the spare room...' I began.
The beaver perked up, it looked like there was a million things running through his mind.
'I have someone who would very much like to see you'
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