transprotation to another world

Sara is a sixteen year old girl who is going throgh life like everyone else. and the same thought runs threw her head as most everyone in this world 'my life is so boring' but she wont think that for long. in her sleep Sara begins to be transported into a parallel univers. and here is her story.................

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PROLOGUE
you have all seen the Pirates of the Caribbean moves, but what you dont know is that there real. yes, right from miss Elivabeth singing A Pirates Life for Me all the way to the i dos exchanged between Elizabeth and Will Turner. The only thing wrong is the very end where Will is stabed by Davy Jones, from there on the movies wrong, except for the son. how do i know this? the son told me. im sorry, im getting ahead of my self. this story begins with me, Sara Lillean Lean Boulett.

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CHAPTER 1:
"earth to Sara! you with us?" Cara asked waving a black gloved hand in front of my face.
"dont do that!" i squeek, jearking back and batering her hand away.
"we thought we'd lost you for a moment there," said Dalila.
"you guys should know by know by now that i space out."
i looked around at my friends. each one of them quite possibably even crazier then the next. Nicki was so emerced in her book you could smack her across the back of the head and she probably wouldnt even notice; Dalila was holding hands with whats his face; Marcie was looking like she had just roled in cement powder which she practly had beeing she was lying on the floor of the artroom whitch was covered in clay dust; Cara was trying to tame her main of black hair and attempting to unhook her puffy black skirt from the bench she was strataling at the same time.
the bell rangs signifying the end of lunch, bringing a bout of moans from all of us.
"come on Nicki the bell rang," i say taping the cover of her book.
"nooooooooo!" says Nicki, smiling and stamping her feet.

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we all head for our third block destinations, spliting up at the doors with me heading for Madam Leplys home ec. i get through home ec. and survive french 2 and make it to my bus to endure half an hour in an enclosed area with Melanie the Big Mouth.
i finally make it home, watch a little tv before doing my homework. its just one more completly unremarkable day in a completly boring week, the dog her usual bouncy self, the cat his usual whiny self. absolutly nothing about the day would have made you think that something absolutly imposible and amazing would happen that night. but something did.

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i brush out my hair, have mom braid it, put on my blue pajamas and crawl under my blankets. i turn on my alarm clock and try to fall asleep. theres a key word there, try. i tossed and turned for a while. after a time i noticed that instead of being warm and comfortable i was cold, i couldnt fell my blankets, and instead of my matress i was lying on a hard wood floor. i opened my eyes and was blinded by sharp sunlight. but its night, the suns set, i thought. i opened my eyes again and, there are no words to describe how i felt when i looked around me right then. instead of being safe in my ligh violet, poster covered room, i was lying on the kitchen floor of a completly diffrent house. there was no dishwasher, stove, refridgerator, microwave, as far as i could tell ther wasnt even a sink. i was so caught up in the inanimate objects that i didnt notice the woman. that is, untill her foot went right threw my stomach.

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'YOOWWWWWW!!" i screech, jumping up, then i covered my mouth. what was i going to tell this women about being in her house? but the women took no notice of me. i walked over ro the women and waved my hand in front of her face. nothing.
"hello!" i yelled. not even a twitch.
i took a good look at the women. she was taller then me, white, with a little color in the cheeks, smoth red lips, and long, wavy, reddish brunett hair.
it finally hit me who i was looking at. there was only one thing to do, only one thing to think.
i laughed.
"im dreaming" i said once i could breath, "im dreaming."
i walked out of the kitchen and into a family or living room which ever you call it. there wasnt much furniture but there was a fireplace with a mirror over it. as i walked toward the mirror i felt something around my waist, no, in my waist. i looked down, and gasped. i was in an in table. standing in. i had walked through i without relizing. i walked the rest of the way out of the table, looking at it. i felt like i had just been filled with sawdust. i turned to look in the mirror, only there was nothing to see. i had no reflection. staring at the empty mirror i did the only thing i could think of. i screamed.

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"hey, sara.are you all right, you dont look so good," said marcie.
"thanks marcie," i answered sarcasticaly, but she was right. i was white as paper with dark circles under my eyes. "i'm fine.just a rough night."
i go through my day as usual, pretending my dream had never happened.but it hadhappened.
i go to home ec., get threw french 2, barley, get on the bus, get home, feed the dog and myself, then the horses, and the cat.
maybe it was just a one time thing. i thought brushing out my hair. it was just a dream after all.
i get into bed but im afraid to close my eyes, dont be stupid, i scolded myself.
i finaly settle down and close my eyes.
hard wood floor, the smell of salt water, birds twitering, sunlight. i open my eyes to see an old time kitchen, with a blinding sunset over an ocean.

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