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TWO WORLDS COLLIDE Autumn Clark — Grade 6

Chapter 1 A new beginning
I wake up and my bed feels different . Instead of perfect sheets and mattress , the mattress is lumpy and my sheets are crooked . The more I move the more different it feels , like my world gone wrong . I open my eyes and instead of a desk with papers and my mini couch with perfectly strait pillows . There are books , cups and baking supplies on the floor . I sat up on the still lumpy bed and hit my head . A bunk bed , seriously ! I tried to smush the bed and instead of it going back to being strait it shot me up and I slammed my whole body into the top of the bunk bed . I roll off the bed and see someone sitting on the top bunk . “ Why don ’ t you go back to bed , little girl .” I said without thinking . “ Shiva , what are you doing ? And I ’ m not a little girl .” The strange kid snapped back . “ Okay , well then ill be downstairs in you need me .” I said walking towards the door . I reached for the doorknob and twisted it , I pulled the door and ran out of the room . What just happened ? And who the heck is Shiva , I don ’ t have a sister . I thought and then I walked into a big tall man . “ Shiva , what are you doing up so early and where is Samantha ?” “ Samantha ?” I asked , then the little girl walked through the door and down the stairs . “ Daddy ! Something is wrong with Shiva ! Its Saturday and she didn ’ t even touch her apron or her recipe book .” I looked at Samantha and ran back into the room . I looked through the room and find a apron on the floor . It is stained with baking supplies and there is a cookbook next to it . I grab it and put it on . I look in the closet and see that none of the clothes in there are mine . I run downstairs , frazzled . I open up the book and flip until I find a recipe for pancakes and waffles . I follow the instructions and the pancakes come out decent . When breakfast is over , I run back to the bedroom and lay in the bed . wait , maybe this means something . If there was a girl named Shiva who lived here and me who lived in a different world , then that means we switched places overnight ! But maybe this is the world I ’ ve wanted for years . Maybe this it the world telling me that I ’ m not meant to be perfect . Maybe this Is my second chance to get the life I want , the life I deserve . I thought .