A breeze went by me, making my hair ruffled but I didn't seem to care. The sky was dark and only a lamp post in the middle of the street was lit. I was outside, watching a woman in a white dress pack her car with bags. Only after the woman look at my direction did I realize that it was Sara. Sara, what a weird name, or so I thought-Ms. Blake was more appropriate.
My teacher was loading her car. Was she leaving? Why is she looking at me like that?
As the cold weather change, and the piercing hot sun meet my skin, I noticed the change of scenery. The night had turned to day and now I stood in a beach, my feet sunk on sand.
Allie! I had turned to where the voice had come from. There she was again, my teacher, Ms. Blake. I tried to move to reach her, I walked then ran, but it seemed as tho
