Where are we?” I demanded from him. I didn’t want to be here. I wanted to go home and be safe.
“We are in the Land of the Most Beautiful Queen Phyllis.”
“I meant, like, country, dude.”
“That’s the name of the country, dude. And don’t you be getting all up in my grill because you’re upset about coming here. You said you were ready for an adventure and, boy, you’re getting one. Now come with me. You’ve got some training to do.
Excerpt from my story for English.
I’m quite proud of this part.