Onward and forward. -

One day, Mark, me, and one cousin had ventured off to a playground. We arrived at a swing set-- a magical swing set, one that led on to the magical land of Teribithia. We all swung across into Teribitiha and realized that we had new roles: Mark had become the queen, our cousin, she had become the king, and I, the dog.

Tonton, the prince of Teribithia had walked into a mysterious room. He noticed a large closet over towards the back of the room. Curious, he walked to the large wooden closet and peeked into it. Tonton saw the mystical land of Narnia! He opened up the closet doors just enough to go inside. Walking down the mystical Narnia sidewalk, he saw this witch. A witch named Ragrag. A.K.A. Casey. He--She, I mean, spotted the dear prince of Teribithia, and became enraged, for Teribitha and Narnia are engaged in a war, a never ending war between the ones who reside in the closet, and the ones out in the forest.

Somewhere else, I, the dog, had been running around in circles. The queen, Mark, had been frolicking through the magical flower fields of Teribitha, skipping and giggling. And the King, well, I'm not exactly sure what the king was doing.

Okay, back to Narnia. Tonton ran to the queen, thinking she would welcome him, and give him large amounts of candy and joy. The queen, F5ing, raised her arms, and turned the prince to stone.

Mark skipped and giggled into the fair kitchen of Teribitha and took his queenly place at the table to eat spaghetti.

Queen Casey sat on her thrown, next to her newly made Tonton statue. He was good for holding candy dishes.
The queen was awfully bored of Narina. He hated his position, and longed to be in Teribitha. However, The Queen of Teribitha called forth the terabithian warriors and banished the evil lord out of her lands....and...well to cut the story short, Mark hates him, and doesn't want him to be in Terabithia. Mark doesn't giggle when Casey is there.

Else where, two cousins sit on a computer, playing MapleStory, when a giant tree lands on their log cabin. They decided to go have a party.

Tonton was cold as stone. No really, he's really cold, and he's stone. His nose is really itchy.

I really have to pee. And as a dog, I can pee anywhere, but I'd feel awful if I peed on the great lands of Teribitha...

The king was stocking up on pinecone grenades.

Mark was still giggling.

And the queen of Narnia, well...he decided to go dwell in the closet.

To be continued.
Actually. Continue for me.