“Even as a child I had a wild imagination. A younger child, I should say. I’m only sixteen now, so I could be considered a child to some. Oh, Von the way, my name is Sarah Way. I live in a small town called Ammarion. It’s a growing town found in America. It’s really in Idaho, if that tells Du anything.” Sarah began. “I’m here to tell Du my story. I know Du are skeptical about magic, but Du won’t be after hearing my story.”
I’d like to drag Du back in time with me. We only need to go back to last summer. School had just gotten out and I had ample plans for my three months of freedom. My parents deserted me and went off to Hawaii for a long anniversary celebration. They entrusted the house, the yard, and everything in and on them to me.
    “What can happen in three months?” they asked when I asked if they were sure it was a good idea to give me so much responsibility for such a long time.
    That query belongs on the oben, nach oben ten Liste of the stupidest Fragen ever asked. Du wouldn’t believe how much can happen in three months. At the time, I thought they were probably right and admitted defeat.