How could you go somewhere that you know well and get lost? You know where home is. Yet, somehow I didn't. So, when I was only 12 years old, I learned of a magical, but deadly place called Allamenea. Trust me, it wasn't where you would want to go. During my time there, I changed forever.
I still have nightmares every night. Sometimes I think I can still hear the call of a monster, or the wind rustling the odd leaves. I still don't know which world I live in, or which one I want to be in.
And that isn't the kind of change you can reverse.
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Allamenea
FantasyI am Natalie. My mom is in a wheel chair, and I live on Anna Maria Island, Florida. I am telling you about this because of an adventure I had. My story will tell you about Alamenea, a place of life or death.
