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Hannah G's Fantasy scene:

The Lost Factory By Hannah E. K. Glass The factory was big. When she stood next to it, it was like she was standing next to the toe of a giant. Maybe, it was the moss growing on the building or, maybe it was the creaky noises of the door opening and closing. Perhaps, it was the crashed windows with glass spewing out of them. But one thing for sure, it was the kind of place that nobody ever wanted to go to. Dingy. Rusty. Sad.

A shiver went down her back. She didn’t mean to end up here. Why did everything always have to go wrong for her! Nothing was supposed to go wrong this day because this was they day she ran away from her orphanage. She had lived in that orphanage her whole life, and they had treated her well. There was really no reason to leave. But, she just had a feeling that her family really was alive, and what did she have to lose anyway.

It was a warm and sunny day in the town near by, but as Anika entered the forest, the trees made a leafy droopy arch above her head, and they shaded Anika until she was shivering cold. Not only did the factory look and feel abandoned, but so did the forest. The only living things in sight were a bunch of red eyed dusty rats sniffing the ground. The forest and the factory had sad feelings to them, like nobody had tried to take care of them for centuries.

On the ground there were brown crunchy leaves that made crackling noises when stepped on and brown spiky twigs trying to poke into any trespassers shoe. Anika looked up at the top crashed windows of the factory. //Maybe I should turn back// she thought. All of a sudden a blinding light shot out of a huge bush, Anika squinted trying to see what it was. From the light popped out a man, sitting comfortably on what looked like a horse with wings sprouting from is back. A feeling of utter confusion swept over Anika. “Pegasus?” She whispered, but clamped her hand over her mouth so no one could here. //No it can’t be! Then what is it?// Anika had read many story books and she was positive they weren’t true.

The white Pegasus leaped very fast and the only noise she could hear was the heavy stomp of the horses dark brown hooves all dried up and muddy from the walking on the forest grounds. The man was wearing a long blue cloak. His face was wrinkled and he had circular glasses resting over his eyes. He had long ungroomed beard going down to his knees.

The man and his Pegasus abruptly entered the factory, Anika quietly followed him in. The inside looked nothing like the outside. It felt like entering a whole different world. The air tasted like warm cookies just out of the oven. And the smell could make anyone’s mouth water. The walls were painted with gold making the room look like a majestic palace. The one crystal chandelier at the top of the room was so bright it made the whole room shine like a sun.

This place was nothing like what you would expect the inside of an abandoned factory to be like. Velvet cushioned furniture was lightly floating above the carpet. The carpet was unused. It was cream colored with golden swirls that were moving in circles, making her dizzy. The man closed his eyes whispered a few word s and disappeared into thin air. Magic spells, Pegasus’ Things were getting too strange for Anika. She started to tiptoe out of the factory. “Get back here!” A booming voice said.

Anika’s heart was beating inside her chest. Maybe, they weren’t talking to her. She started to run, but the doors slammed shut. All of a sudden Anika dropped the floor.