Sydney's Nightly Adventures

The Ribbons
I remember being with my friends, J, E, and my sister Sam. For some reason we were exploring a tall hill. We decided to go back down. We were running down it as fast as we could, and we found someone’s house. Since we couldn’t go around it; we just decided that we would run through it and hope that no one saw us. We entered through their back patio door, and raced through there, looking for a front door. We ran into a big room, it was a girl’s room; she was possibly an only child. We ran through her outside door and made it onto the front driveway. We stopped to take a breath. Just as soon as we did though, two old men walked out of the house. They were looking at us rather curiously.

“Please, come inside.” They said. “We would love to have you for company.”

We hesitated, but decided to come in anyway. We went back through the outside door, entered the girl’s room, and then came through the kitchen. To the left was a bathroom.

The dream sped forward. Apparently, one of our friends had taken some kind of purple hair ribbon piece from the girl’s room. We were still there and just looking around. J tried it on, wondering what it would look like. It was very pretty.

I wanted to try something on. I looked around and found a wig; it looked like Hannah Montana’s wig; only it was very tangled. I held it in my hands, and looked all around the top of it, looked for the part. I found it. I decided I didn’t want to put it on; it probably wouldn’t look good anyways.

The girl walked into her room, and seeing the four visitors, she ran back out. She then came back in. She was tall, and very pretty. She started talking to us about something. I looked at J and noticed that the ribbons were still in her hair. Crap.

The dream sped forward again, and the girl left. She was okay that we were looking at her stuff. I wanted to try on the ribbon, so I got it from J and put it in my hair. I liked it a lot. I did some sort of dance routine with it on, and everyone said I also looked good with it in my hair. I made a note to myself to get more ribbons later on.
That’s all I remember.

New School; New Worries
I was supposed to transfer to a new school. But I was just treating the first day as trying out for the school, and if I didn’t like it, I would switch back to my old one. I was very nervous; because this school was very big, and had many, many clubs; which means there are a lot of students. I came from a small private school, so you could imagine my anxiety.

To soften my fear I remembered that both of my good friends went here; although, I probably wouldn’t be able to find them on the first day.
I came through glass double doors. In front of me was not like a regular school that you have seen. It was awesome. The hallways looked like we were in some kind of space shuttle or something. It was decorated well.



Someone came up to me, I don’t remember his name though. He welcomed me to the school, and told me that I should probably join a club first to get started. After immediately hearing these words, a group of girls ran up to me.
She asked if I wanted to join theirs. I’m not sure what their club was, but you carried around brown messenger bags.
I obliged, and they handed me a brand new messenger bag. I put it around my shoulder and let it hang over my upper body. One of the people in the club came up to me.
“Wear it like this.” She said, fixing the bag so that she had her hand on the front of it. “That way you’ll look official.”

I told her thanks, and turned towards the man that started talking to me in the first place. He said something about stamina in combat. My mind went straight to Eona for some reason. Anyways, he started throwing punches at me. I started to remark, but instead I jumped up and managed to dodge really well. I was impressed with myself.

The I heard people all around say, “You’ll do well here, new kid.”
All of a sudden, there was a siren. A pretty loud one. Everyone then went into a panic, and started walking fast. I ran outside to see what all the commotion was. The sky was grey and I could see a darker grey of a cyclone. I told myself if I didn’t go back in, I would get lost from my people. I quickly ran back in, and was being ushered by the man to get to safety.

That’s all I remember.