The Story With No Title

An End





Paullina ached all over. She lay on her side with her eyes tightly shut. 'I guess this is what I get for trying to get hit by lightening and succeeding.' She slowly pried her eyes open and was greeted with the rather unpleasant site of the nauseating orange rug of the computer room.

"Ugh!" She slowly sat up, her head spun and she fell back down. 'Wait a minute' She looked at her hands, and yes, they were her own. "YES! I'm me again." She scrambled to her feet and immediately regretted it. Her head spun widely, but she managed to fall into her chair.

Keeping her eyes closed and breathing slowly the dizziness eventually went away. Opening her eyes she looked at her computer. "Strange it's still on and working." To the one side of the monitor was her glass of water, but empty and surprisingly it was upright. Moving the mouse she stopped the screensaver and looked at her computer. She clicked on the clock to look at the date. "What?" The date was the same as the night she stayed up so late reading fan fiction, June 21st. In fact so was the time, almost, it was an hour later. "Huh? It's three in the morning. I'm confused." She pulled open the curtains only to be greeted with a dark, shadowy view of her back yard.

Getting to her feet she walked out into the hall and made her way to her parent's room. She slowly opened the door and stepped in.

"Mom…Mom…Mom?"

The light from the hall cut across the room in a wide beam. The lump under the covers of the near side of the bed shifted and she heard a muffled voice. "What is it Paullina? It's…" a hand reached out and grabbed the clock on the nightstand, "three in the morning."

"What's the date?"

"You woke me up to ask the date? Go to sleep! Your father and I do have to drive to Maine in a few hours."

"But Mom, I need to know the date and did you hear any noises?" Paullina felt a little stupid, but she wanted to be reassured she wasn't completely nuts.

Paullina's mother sat up and stared angrily at her daughter. "Paullina it's the 21st because your Father and I are leaving today and the only noise I heard was you when you woke me up. Now go to your room." She promptly buried herself under the covers turned away from the disturber of her rest. The said disturber slowly backed up and closed the door and went back and shut down the computer. Paullina walked to her room and went to bed and pushing away all the confusing thoughts she drifted off to sleep.



An End or is it…



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(Mwahahaha, I've been talking with my muse and the sequel to this is in the works and the first chapter should be up some time soon. It will be titled, of course, "The Sequel With No Title". But I would like reassurance that you want more and specifically you want my dear friend Beleg to get zapped over to Paullina's world. If you want a sequel please express so in a review. Sorry this chapter was…well I don't know what. Not a very good one, but I didn't want the story to continue forever, a sequel will be more than adequate for what I want.)

(P.S. I'm going to write the sequel anyway. I won't be evil and wait for reviews.)