The Invitation

I was never a whimsical person. To me, a unicorn was basically a horse with a traffic cone on its head. I never got my princess phase either. However, I will admit that I had an obsession with witches back in kindergarten. I just loved how cruel the Wicked Witch of the West was towards Dorothy. When I first heard the story, I didn’t like Dorothy because she sounded like the type of girl who wore a nice blue skirt and was the teacher’s pet. I was mad at the author for making the witch die. While the other kids in kindergarten cheered for Dorothy, I booed. Dorothy seemed petty and stupid to me.

“Mia, do you have time after school to work on the state project?” my classmate Angela asked. Angela was a nice person, but she’s really morbid and spends most of her time reading horror novels that would make an adult shudder like the ground is shaking. She acted like a vampire in third grade. The funny thing is, she has the word “angel” in her name. “Yeah, I’ll take it home,” I replied. At home, I fumbled around in my backpack and felt a piece of cardstock in my backpack. I didn’t remember bringing cardstock, so I pulled it out. It was an invitation to a celibraishon, whatever that was. I opened it up and it said:

Deer Meea,

U r invitd 2 da annual fairy tee prty. Oui r so hapy 2 hav u and oui hope u enjuy da tee oui serv.

P.S. u betta brin sumsin for our qween

From,

The fairies of Faelight Forest.

“Awesome,” I said while rolling my eyes and sarcasm in my voice, “They managed to spell their name correctly but not mine.” The invitation was probably from my younger sister and her friends. I decided to forget about the whole thing because it was a pretty petty thing to argue about with my sister. But as I was picking it up to throw it away, there was a blinding light, and I immediately shut my eyes. When I opened them, I wasn’t home anymore, I was in a bright forest with birds singing and a rainbow shining. I hate this place, I thought.

I looked around. I don’t mind being in nature, but this was just nature with no flaws. I saw a tiger eat grass while a deer was really close. “There she is!” I heard a high-pitched voice screech. I looked around and didn’t see anyone. “Who’s that?” I asked. “Hey dummy, look down,” the voice screeched again. I looked and I saw a tiny girl the size of my pinky. The girl said, “Hi, I’m Pinkylina, basically Thumbalina but better. And we are here to kidnap you.” I was caught off guard. I felt someone throw pixie dust over me, and I fainted.