My father and grandfather used to tell me stories about a world where there are fairies and they used to tell tales of humans. I don't think that fairies are real and Grandfather said that the fairies are defiantly real. I then asked him, "Well if that's true, then how come I never actually saw one?" Grandfather then answered, "Just because you can't see fairies in our own world doesn't mean that you can see them in their own little world." I took his word for it
This could be possible. Then my grandfather handed me something that was once his, a dagger with the colors of nature on it. He said to me, "This was once mine when I was about your age Libby, but now I want you to have it." I didn't know what to say, it looks great. Father then had his turn to give me something, his exploring hat.
Father then said, "You know exploring the backyard will help you." I smiled and said, "Thanks Dad, I'll give it a go." I put the dagger around my waist along with my favorite bag that is brown. I then went outside. Then while I was walking I started to notice my father's hat and grandfather's dagger starting to glow.
I got confused all of a sudden. That's strange. Sure it is. What is going on? Then before I know what is happening, I saw something that is looking like a rainforest on the other side.
I got a bit closer to it and then before I know what is happening, I got dragged to the rainforest. I looked back and saw the portal to where I came from close.
I then noticed something is a bit off. I am like the size of a bug or something. I must've been fairy size or something. I had a feeling that I'm not at home anymore.
I must be in a big rainforest of some kind.