Chapter Three (Heather)

“Stop pushing!”  I whirled on Tim, scowling.  “I was just trying to get a picture!”

The brisk wind reminded me we had returned to Earth.  Refusing to look at Tim, I dug in my backpack for my sweatshirt.  “How’d you find me anyhow?”

Chapter Two (Tim)

I was just minding my own business.  Trying to forget about the fact that I’m just a clone and relax for awhile.  And what do I find when I check Facebook?  A status update from Heather.  Normally, this would be no cause for alarm.  It would just be something about work or school, often phrased in a humorous manner.  Today?  Today her status update sent a chill down my spine.  The status update mentioned that she was going to go exploring.  Once again, a seemingly innocent act.  However, she said she was going exploring in a certain forest, one I haven’t been to since…  well, since I arrived on Earth.  While I am sure that the path to Renolia was and is closed…  I couldn’t just let her wander around that forest alone.

Chapter One (Heather)

There was no doubt about it.  I was well and truly lost.

Not that I was unduly upset about it.  Sure, a little worried, but not really worked up about it.  I mean, it’s not like I’m Tim and I could go for a walk and end up in a magic land.  I wished I could end up in a magic land, if only so I’d end up someplace and not be lost anymore.  And with how lost I was, I deserved to find a whole magic kingdom.  Maybe Narnia.

Not So Final After All

Hello everyone.  I know I said I wasn’t going to post anymore, but something interesting happened this summer.  It involved my cousin Heather, and as such, I have asked her to help write down what happened.  I think it should be interesting to see things from two different perspectives.  Anything I write will be written in green, and anything she writes will be written in this other color.  Here, I think I’ll let her introduce herself.


Hi everyone!  This is Heather.  Like Tim said, I had a part in this adventure.  As a reader of his earlier travels, I had questioned the authenticity of his account.  But now . . . well, I’ll let you be the judge, dear reader.  I’m just going to say that what happened was completely Tim’s fault.  Right, Tim?


Yeah, yeah.  At least I didn’t almost get us killed.  Twice.


You would bring that up.


I tend to hold onto things like that, yes.


And getting us arrested?  Totally your fault.


It’s not like I could have known about the-  You know what?  Enough of this arguing.  Let’s just let the audience decide who’s more to blame.  Also, from now on, we write separate posts.  Got it?


Fine, you win.  But I get the first post.  PPPBBBTTT!


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