Harry oh Harry.

     Questions exploded like fireworks in Harry's mind. He walked towards that mysterious door, slowly and quietly. As he reached the doorknob, his mother called him. He gulped and turned around. His mother was right behind him. She said, "Do not enter that room or you will be grounded for fortnight!" "Okay, mother," he replied. His mother walked away while Harry stood there. "Why does mother did not allow me to enter this room? There is something fishy," he mumbled to himself.

     As the night falls, he tip-toed like a thief towards that mysterious door. It was so quiet that he can only heard his breath. He make sure there was no one following him, especially his mother. He opened the door and walked in. "It is just a mirror??!!" he said. Why would his mum be so angry when he wanted to get into the room? It was only a mirror. Nothing more! The room was spacious and had a square window which let the sun's rays come in. Harry walked quietly towards the mirror. He saw his reflection in it. When he touched the surface of the mirror, he vanished!

     HE IS FALLING FROM THE SKY! His face were tightly shocked and he was screaming like a crazy boy! His hair was now like the mohawk style and his cap flew away. The speed of his falling increased and BUUKK! he fell.

    He could barely open his eyes. The light were too bright. There were some creatures talking in a weird language. He tried to raise his right hand but it hurts. He asked, "Where... am-m... I?" and he fainted.

     He yawned and woke up. He sat up on the bed and began to open his eyes. It was blurred. He got down from the bed and began to walk. "Ouch!!" said someone. He looked down on the floor. There was a small-looking man. The man wore a complete suit of a waiter. Harry was surprised! He ran towards the bed and hid in the blanket. "Boy! Calm yourself!" the small-looking man said. "Who are you? Where I am? What had happened? Oh God! Help me!" Harry started to get frightened. "Put off your blanket!" said that small-looking man. Harry uncovered himself and tried to keep calm. "Look, the warriors found you, unconscious by a big tree. It seems that you fell from nowhere. Look at your arms," the man said. Harry looked at his arm. Bandaged. There were some scratches and wounds on his feet. "I enterer a room in my house and I touched a huge mirror that was placed in the room. The mirror is the main cause that I landed here. What is this place?" Harry questioned. "Welcome to Terabithia," the man said and winked at Harry.

    Harry went down the tree house and followed Albert, the small-looking man. They walked together. Harry asked Albert a lot of questions and Albert answered with patience. After a long walk, Albert stopped. "Why Albert?" asked Harry. "Did you hear something?" Albert questioned Harry. Harry kept quiet and he said, "I hear nothing," "Listen carefully," Albert said. "Are those thumping sounds? It seems that something enormous moving in rush," Harry said. Suddenly, the ground started to shake. "IS SOMETHING COMING?" Harry started to panic. "Give me your best sprint, then." Albery shouted. Both of them raced towards a big tree. Then they climbed up the tree. "Bad day for both of you. Today is the day when the Boggleys coming back after their mating season." said a squirrel. Harry dumbstruck and never put his eyes off from the squirrel. The squirrel gave Harry a smirk. "Why I forget this?!" Albert said. Harry looked down the tree. Bogglers seems to be half elephant, half mammoth. Their trunks are huge and it was striped. It had fur and three eyes. It looked like an alien with half elephant's head and half a mammoth's body. The herds of Bogglers passed the big tree vigorously. Albert almost fell from te branch he sat on. After the herds went, Harry and Albert said, "Goodbye," to the big-eared squirrel.

    "Harry, please be careful in this forest. Especially when you see something shining in red," Albert advised. Harry looked at Albert and asked, "Why is that so?" "There is an evil creature that kills another for blood," Albert said. "What is that creature?" said Harry in a loud voice. "Shh.." Albert put his little finger on his lips to signal Harry to be quiet. Harry asked again, "What is that creature?" This time, speaking in whisper and Albert told him. "The name must not be pronounced loudly and in public. Promise?" Harry nodded and said "I promise," with his palm upright, raised. Albert whispered, "It is Lord Wrath," "He is good at showing his anger, then. Haha!" Harry cracked a joke but Albert had a serious face. Harry's face went pale.

     Suddenly, a long dart passed through Harry and Albert. Albert grabbed Harry's right hand and they ran. All of a sudden, Albert fell. His chest was covered with blue blood. The blood was sticky too. "Run, Harry! Save yourself! RUNN!!" Albert said his last word and die. Harry's tears were rolling down his cheeks. He stood up and ran as fast as he can.

     "Sweetheart, wake up! You are late for your first school day at your new school!" Harry's mother woke him up. He was sweating as if he had been doing something vigorous. He sprung up and he was breathless. "What had actually happened to me?" Harry asked himself.