A story that I made

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The World of Wild Dreams I started to wake up. It felt weird, I must have slept funny last night. I opened my eyes, my vision blurry. I looked around my room, but I wasn't in my bed anymore, I wasn’t even in my house. As I panicked I tried to stand up, stumbling. I looked down at my hands. “No. No, no!” I had to be dreaming. In their place were paws. Wolf paws. I examined the rest of my body. This couldn't be happening. It was impossible. I had somehow turned into a wolf, and I was far, far from home. I looked around, dreading the worst, I was in a forest. It was actually kind of nice. I shook off that thought, I needed to get home as soon as I could, and fix whatever had happened to me. Rustle rustle. What was that? My body stiffened and my ears twitched, ready to face whatever was in the brush. A creature stalked out of the bushes, its russet pelt gleamed in the morning sunlight, as opposed to my dull gray-brown one, which only shimmered slightly. I slowly approached what I thought to be a fox. Suddenly, it spoke, “Hi, my name is Clair, you seem new here, come with me.” Clair led me to a small clearing, and as I looked around I saw other creatures. She introduced me to her friend, a European badger. “Hello,” he said. “My name is Zack.” With all of these introductions, I clumsily told them my name, tripping over my words. “I-I’m, um, my name is Kate.” They  told me about how they also woke up here and that I was not the only one. They said that they had heard of some sort of magic place that could get us back home, so we set off to go find it. We approached the ancient portal, it was just over the hill. “This is bad,” Clair said, inspecting the old structure. Zack finished for her. “One of the gems that lights the runes,” he paused for an agonisingly long second. “It’s broken, shattered.” My ears and tail drooped, we had been so close to getting home, and now we couldn’t. It felt as if all of the problems in the world were crashing down at me all at once. I turned my back, trying to hide my tears, letting out a wail nonetheless, well it was more of a howl, since I was now a wolf. “Kate, what's wrong?” Clair said, approaching me. “Everything!” I exclaimed, sounding harsher than I meant to. I started sobbing, but my new friends comforted me, and we sat in silence, staring towards the horizon. I had an idea. “Wait,” I said, thinking. “Are there other gems that we can use to replace the broken one?” “Actually,” Clair replied, “I’ve heard of one being deep in the forest, nearly identical to the one that’s broken.” So we set off, paws aching, to the forest nearby. We entered the woods, and I smelled a very strong scent. I followed it, and found a mound of dirt, and the scent was coming from it. I told the others. Luckily, Zack was a badger, so he dug up the mound, and we found a shimmering green orb, identical to the shattered one. We traveled back, gem in hand, or really in jaws, and placed it in the groove where it belonged. The magical runes lit up, bursting with a magical energy, and we were enveloped in a swirling light. I woke up, in my bed this time, I looked around my room, relieved that I was back. “Oh no!” I exclaimed. I was almost late for school. I got ready, stumbling because I was not used to human legs anymore, and rode the school bus. When I got there, I instinctively walked over to two kids who were chatting in a corner. “Kate?” one of them asked. “Yes,” I replied, realising that they were Clair and Zack, and that the whole thing wasn’t a dream. The bell rang, and we went to class. Afterward, at recess, we reminisced about our adventures in that weird place. I opened my backpack, and inside I found a weird greenish purple orb, an image swirling in it, slightly resembling the portal that we went through.