“Hello dear, my name is Charlotte Holmes,” she said, staring at Amy. “This is my shop. I am renovating it. Would you like to look around?” 

Amy was lost for words so she just nodded silently. She knew she shouldn’t have entered so she remained silent.  “Oh no, I’m running late, you’re free to look around. But DO NOT touch my Book of Wonders,” she said in a rush.

Some minutes later, she drew something and entered a room, but as Amy followed the door it disappeared. As she was looking around she found Ms Charlotte’s Book of Wonders. As Amy flicked through the pages and found several drawings. A moment later, she found herself drawing a beach and a sunset, the place she longed to be, but in the background there was a beautiful, modern mansion. The house Amy always dreamt of.

In a blink of an eye, Amy was in her own drawing, it was so relaxing and quiet as no-one was there except her. The waves were swooshing in the pretty sunset and Amy was laying down whilst drinking a mango and coconut drink, but at the same time it was strange, as though she didn’t belong in the real world anymore. Either way she loved it. She was an orphan, no-one liked her and she got bullied a lot anyway in the real world.

Her heart raced, as she thought about what Ms Charlotte had said. But the house had everything she needed: two bedrooms; a living room with a comfy sofa and TV; an inviting fireplace; a kitchen with cups and plates; plenty of food growing; a filter so she can get water from the sea and make it fresh and even a bathroom.

A moment later, she heard a noise. So she went to check what it was. To my surprise it was a big, dark, gloomy shadow with razor sharp teeth, a lot of fur and seemed like it was heading towards me. She raced out the house and ran unstoppably. But she stopped when she heard a familiar sound purring, “Wait don’t go!”