One day in World History, I was so bored I had nothing to do but stare at the big world map hung up on the wall in front of my desk. It seemed my teacher's words were going in one ear and out the other. I couldn't even seem to read the map. I just saw mixing colors on parchment.
When I really can't take it anymore, I put my head on the desk and try to sleep. My teacher doesn't seem to care. I still see the map. It seems more 3D than it did before. I don't care, though. Now it really seemed 3d. And it seemed to be coming out of the wall. I sit up. Now, it was out of the wall. I stand up and walk over to it.
"Sit down," my teacher said. I didn't listen. I grabbed the 3D map and ran. I ran to a park. I put the map down. It now had a face.
"Do you understand me?" I asked the map.
"Happy Map! Happy Map!" It replied. I guess I'll have a map as my new pet.
