Alise Andrews

The Land of Vitrea

There was a door at the end of the tunnel. She was so close.
2 yards, 1 yard. Suddenly, the scene changed. There was a village, and it looked like it had been raided. Burning houses, people running everywhere with their children and belongings...

“Hazel! Hazel, wake up!”
I bolted upright.
“Ow!” I exclaimed as we bumped our heads.
“Hazel, get up! You’re gonna be late for school!”
It was Mom. She was already dressed in a sky blue shirt and jeans. She walked over to my little sister Kate’s bed and woke her up.
I sat and thought about that dream I had, wondering.
What a weird dream. Never had one like it.

After I got dressed, I packed my things and walked to my bus stop. Right in time. I got on the bus, and in 5 minutes, we were at the school.                                                             
I walked off the bus, still thinking about that dream.
All of a sudden, I heard strange but beautiful music. I drew closer and closer to it, not realizing until, BAM! I felt a hard, sharp sensation in my head. Then, everything went black...

When I came to, I was in the same village I dreamed of.
But this time, there was a sign. It said in big, red letters:

WELCOME TO VITREA