My Fake World by Mani Gmelin (top 10 motivational books TXT) 📕

said.
I closed my eyes and thought of Sammy. Her voice, her name, how she looks, and then opened my eyes when I heared her voice say, "Hey, Meredith, NeeNee, some girl I don't know, where have you been lately? Haven't seen you in a while. And, WHERE THE HELL AM I AND WHY AREN'T I IN CLASS LEARNING ABOUT HISTORY?!"
"Haha, sorry," I said after I opened my eyes. "You must be a little confused."
"Yah think!" Sammy yelled at me.
"Let me explain." I started off.
"So, Satonna's sort of a witch. She sent me and NeeNee here in this world that looks exactly like earth, before we could knock her out by hitting her on the head with my dictionary. Don't ask why we were about to do that. Anyway, she said these weird words and me and NeeNee woke up here in our beds and in our houses, but absolutely NO ONE was here. AT ALL. So, it was NeeNee's idea to go skydiving, and we learned from this course online how to fly a plane. My little string thingy that lets up the parachute didn't work, and I thought I was falling to my death. It turns out that the plane crashed too, with NeeNee in it. But then this person," I pointed to "Natasha", "was standing over me when I "woke up," and I was astonished that I wasn't dead. Then she explained that you can't die in this world, and that any person or object that I think of appears here. Oh, yeah. Any place I think of that I want to be, I am transported there."
Ah, I finally finished explaining everything to Sammy.
"Yeah, Satonna always was a bitch." Sammy said.
"No, you see, I said "witch"." I replied.
"Yeah, I know." she said calmly.
By the way, we were walking towards NeeNee, Sammy, and I's school while I explained everything that had happened to Sammy.
"Wow," NeeNee said, "That was a really long sentence you said to explain everything to Sammy."
"Actually, she said multiple sentences." "Natasha said unnaturally cheerfully to NeeNee.
NeeNee rolled her eyes when she turned her head.
"That girl's really annoying. Where do you know her from?" Sammy asked me when she whispered into my ear.
"I've never seen her. For some reason I thought of her. I think I just thought of someone who looked like her, so she appeared. But since I just thought of her, and nothing about her, just how she looked, she didn't have a name or anything. I named her "Natasha". I have absolutely no idea why I thought of someone so annoying."
"Oh, okay." Sammy said, not whispering anymore.
"What?" NeeNee and "Natasha" both said.



SOME THINGS POP IN...

We arrived at our school, the only person out of the four of us who doesn't go to our school is "Natasha," the person I thought up. Natasha weirdly asked me did I "care" about my school. Of course, I answered, "No," and NeeNee said it at the same time. She said that I could think of stuff I wanted to appear inside my school, and to remember that if what I think of could hurt us, it won't, because-she reminded me- none of us can get hurt in this world.
"I have a question Natasha." Sammy said.
"Yes?"
"Can Meredith make things disappear

too?"
"Yes," Natasha started. "Meredith, you might want to listen to what I'm about to say."
I turned my head towards Natasha.
"Okay," Natasha continued, "You can, Meredith, make things disappear. It's simpler than making things and people appear

. You can even keep you eyes open when you make things disappear. Just stare at the thing you want to disappear, and say "setom". It will not disappear immediately though, it may have up to a five second delay."
"Is that all?" I asked her.
"Oh, one more thing. Never, ever

make people disappear. Unless you can really consentrate on them and where you want them to be, they could have a chance of just being wiped off the face of the Earth. And I mean BOTH Earths when I say that. They'll just be gone forever."
"Wow, good thing you remembered that part." Sammy said.

Imprint

Text: All text belongs to Mani Gmelin. (ME!)
Images: Cover photo belongs to ievolve.org.
Editing: Mani Gmelin Edited this.
Translation: It has always been in English.
Publication Date: 02-15-2012

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Dedication:
To all of my friends, because I know all of them are truly my friends and will help my through any problems I have. And to Maximum Ride, a fictional character from the series "Maximum Ride," by James Patterson, for being the "inspiration" of me writing this book.