Morgan Eznick- Your average 7th grade girl. Just turned 13 the day before.
A very foggy day, visibility almost 0. Or was it?
Walking towards the bus, Morgan tripped and fell flat on her face. As the other kids at the stop laughed and ridiculed and left her completely by herself at the corner, she ran home, scratched up and bloody.
Gravel is what her street was. Very bad to fall on, indeed.
A pebble stuck in her knee and a need to go pee, she yanked the door open. Not knowing what to do, she threw all her stuff down and ran into the bathroom, forgetting how small it was and running straight into the huge mirror covering the wall- Literally, she ran inside it.
Now hitting the door, she noticed several shards of reflective material on the floor. What was it?
Turning around, it hit her that the pen she was holding had flown out of her hand and struck the mirror. A very sharp, hard pen it was.
Running out the door, still hurt, Morgan almost fainted at the sight she saw. Everything, EVERYTHING was opposite to reality. Everything but the weather, geography, that stuff.
She checked the weather channel.
"Visibility: -0."
"%&*($#!(%$)@^#*^%(*!@^#$$(^%*(&!!!!!!!"
Morgan picked up the pieces of that odd mirror. She could stick her hand through, oddly enough, but she couldn't get back.
Now she saw the door rattling in what was left of it. She whirled around and looked outside.
She saw only the fog, but then she heard the sirens.
Enough had happened to her in one morning, did Morgan really need to be hit by a tornado now?
She ran to the basement. But as she ran, the weirdest thing happened. She realized it was not a tornado, but some sort of void thing. The paneling on the stairs was pulled backwards. She held on so tight that her knuckles almost started bleeding.
Reaching her right hand forward, she slowly pulled herself down the stairs and farther away from the gravity of that thing.
Then, as quickly as it had come, it disappeared, leaving only memories behind. Then, the ground started shaking violently.
Stuff was falling, moving around, bouncing, hitting other things, it was chaos. Then it stopped.
Next she felt a very odd sensation in her feet. The floor felt... Squishy. Looking down, she saw rising water. Then, everything stopped, it seemed.
Morgan woke up later with the worst case of amnesia. So bad, in fact, that she couldn't remember how to speak, or walk.
She still had all her senses, though.
Wiggling around, Morgan became alarmed. The surface she was on.. It was bouncy, and squishy. She had no idea where she was. Then, she fell asleep.
