Ok people. I'm really sorry that I haven't been writing but now I'm back and I got really good marks in my school exam results and I going really well in studying for my music exams so that is very good news.
Disclaimer: Do I really need to say that I don't own the wizard of Oz?
The day was dark, cloudy and windy. There's a storm coming, thought Dorothy as she sat by her window, reading. This was what she always did for there wasn't any video games or anything like that in Kansas.
Dorothy wondered if she would ever get out of Kansas and go beyond her school. She nearly laughed at that thought. It was completely impossible. "Dorothy!" snapped an angry voice belonging to Veronica, "have you finished cleaning your room yet?"
"What's the point, I'll just mess it up again," she muttered.
"What was that?" said Veronica through the door.
"I said nearly!" Dorothy shouted back. Bitch she silently added in her mind.
"Good because Auntie would like a word with you when you get downstairs," sneered Veronica. Oh yeah, Dorothy thought, Sure she wants a word with me. Probably wants to get me to pack up the whole farm again. Just like last year and I nearly got killed. But did anybody care. No! She sighed and went down the stairs that creaked every time she placed her foot on a stair.
"STOP THUMPING DOWN THE STAIRS DOROTHY! HOW MANY TIMES MUST I TELL YOU! YOU DON'T SEE VERONICA THUMPING DOWN DO YOU?" Shrieked Aunt Susan.
"Suzie, leave the poor child alone. She hardly made a noise coming down those stairs and it's not going to kill you. And do stop screeching like that, it gives me a head ache," said Grandmother, winking at Dorothy.
Dorothy tried to contain her laughter but couldn't help let out a small laugh (AN: Dorothy doesn't giggle people nor does she squeal. I don't either now that I think about it…)
Aunt Susan shot her a glare that could kill if looks could and Dorothy returned to her normal passive face. Aunt Susan opened her mouth to speak when Veronica came in shouting, "It's a twister! It's a twister!"
Aunt Susan's face went slightly pale and turned to Dorothy saying, "go round up the animals quickly and don't let another chicken out again!"
No dearest Auntie of corse I won't try to get myself killed again. Thank you so much for being so thoughtful Dorothy thought as she rounded up all the animals putting them in their separate dens safely. She made an extra special effort to keep the chicken down safe thinking, those chickens are going to be the death of me, and then laughed, they nearly were last time.
She made a run for the den, which was difficult considering that the wind was so strong. She stopped to look at the cyclone, which was a bigger one than last year.
"Hurry Dorothy!" cried Grandmother as they hurried to the safe den, which was underground.
"My book!" Dorothy shouted and started to run back to the house, which was hard considering the wind was very strong. That meant meaning the storm was close.
"Dorothy come back here!" Grandmother shouted, but Dorothy didn't hear.
Dorothy ran into the house and up the stairs. She opened her bedroom door so fast that she felt a pain in her arm. Must have sprained it, she thought as she looked around the room wildly. She found her book, which was lying under her window. She bent down to grab it when the window smashed on her head. The last thing she remembered was her grandmother crying, "Dorothy……."
Ok people! That was the chapter. Please review my story and see if you can give me some ideas. I'm thinking I could include the people that give me nice reviews in my story so you could be a fairy, a unicorn, a mermaid, a person who lives in the Palace of Oz or if you want to be something else, you just need to tell me!
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