The sun had started to set. Madeline looked up from the comfy spot on her bench. "Crap." She had to be at the house by eight. Her foster family was VERY strict. Madeline grabbed the book she was reading and shoved it in her bag. She walked home as the sky got darker. She got inside and went upstairs. Her foster dad yelled something to her, but she just ignored it. Who cares what he wants. 'All adults do is lie' Madeline thought. She went in her room and slammed the door. She started talking in a weird voice. " 'We want to help you. We care about you. Your special.' Then they go behind your back saying how much of a retard you are." She lied down on her bed and started reading. It was supposedly a fictional book. She'd ignored the warning on the front page and kept reading. Somehow though, she did see herself in these pages. She threw it against the wall. It was called Percy Jackson and The Olympians. "I wish it was real." She muttered. Suddenly she noticed a spider on her windowsill and a crack of lightning. Suddenly there were two of them. Madeline did the most reasonable thing she could do. She screamed.
"Will you keep your effing noise down!" Her foster brother walked in and asked.
"Sure, when you fly." She said sarcastically. "Now make yourself useful and kill the stupid things."
"What?"
"The spiders!" She yelled.
"There aren't any spiders."
He was right, Madeline looked over and saw that the spiders were gone.