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Oz. After we spent 4 months exploring the entire Enchanted Forest, with all its wonders, we decided to go to Oz. Had we been with the others, we would have known the danger in this, but we did not know the Wicked Witch was such a threat. It was hard to find a portal, but we eventually realized we just needed a tornado. My mother, as it turned out, had magic (why had this never come up before?), and summoned one. We got to Oz, and in the distance we could see the Emerald City. It was gorgeous. To get there, of course, we had to follow the yellow brick road. It was annoyingly long and windy, but eventually we reached the Emerald City. We went to the palace, hoping to meet the wizard. The adventurous spirit had gotten into me, and I was eager to do so. But when we entered, there was no wizard. Just a pulled-down curtain with machines behind it.
"Where's the Wizard of Oz?", I asked.
"I don't know, Elowena", said my mother.
Suddenly, we heard the sound of a door opening. A woman entered who was entirely... green. A flying monkey was following her, and silver slippers were on her feet.
"Are you the Wicked Witch?", I asked, knowing the answer.
"Yes", she said, "And you never should have gone down the yellow brick road."