The random, seemingly normal day of my boring life.
I woke up that morning, tired and I didn't want to go to school. Honestly, who does? I groaned and got up, took a quick shower, went to the table, and ate my cereal in about 5 to 10 minutes while my dad snored annoyingly in his sleep. I rolled my eyes. I just can't wait to go to school. I thought sarcastically. I brushed my hair and teeth and soon after, ran in the living room where my dad slept. "DAD!!! WAKE UP!!" I yelled.
His head shot up, then he looked at me, then the clock, and back to me again. "You still have 20 minutes." he said. "Oh. Sorry for waking you up I guess." I murmered quietly. I decided to go back to my room and see what was on tv. As usual, nothing was on that early in the morning. Or at least nothing i liked. I had no idea what to do while I was waiting, so I turned on my Wii and watched Netflix on it for a while.
I was in math, the most boring subject in the history of all mankind. Oh, by the way, excuse me for not introducing myself earlier. My name is Mary, and straight away, you can guess im a girl. ( This isn't my name in real life by the way. ) Anyways, I was dizzy and bored, and I payed no attention to my teacher, Mrs. Pierce. Pretty soon I fell asleep.
I woke up, and almost as soon as I did, I noticed I wasn't in math class anymore. "Where am I?" I muttered. Well, I guess anywhere is better than math class. I decided. I took a step forward, and noticed instead of the sound of a footstep, it was a hoofbeat. I stared down, mouth gaping in a mix of surprise and horror at what was below me.
