I'm-a where? Italiano that's-a where you are-a!

 I'm-a where? Italiano that's-a where you are-a!

It was a hot, sizzling July night when I had gone to bed. I climbed up to my bed all clean and in my pink monkey PJ’s. “Good Night everyone!” and I fell asleep. That night, when the clock struck 12, I was unaware of one thing. That was, my bed had been powdered by magic two minutes ago by a nymph who was doing ballet on my bed. Accidentally, she had put some blue dust on my bed. The dust makes things fly. Soon, my bed began to lift up, up, and up. Soon, the bed flew right out the open window and it tore the netting that was on it.

        The floating bed flew from America, to Canada, all the way to Italy. My bed had landed in a vacant hotel suite that was going to be my room later on. Magically, the room’s keys appeared and I suddenly got new clothes and the room had furniture. That moment, I woke up, freshened up, and changed my clothes. I didn’t wonder where I was and how it happened because I always believed in magic and I always will no matter what age. I came down for breakfast and automatically knew how to speak Italian and could also read Italian. I walked outside when a girl about my age came up to me and said “Hi, you are-a new here, aren’t-a you?” “Of course, Yes-a, I am-a new here!” “I-a know everyone in this neighborhood-a. My name Marina De Los and I am half Italian and half Spanish while-an also have English and also half Irish. It’s-a very complicated story.” “My name is Anam Aziz. I live in America but my family’s origin is Indian.”

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        I had fun walking and playing and touring Tuscany. I sighted the Leaning tower of Pisa and even rode a gondola along the river. I also bought a digital camera and printed all my pictures out. Most of them were full of exotic plants and animals while some were of buildings I saw. I found my way back to the suite so I could get tickets to go back home, although it was night. I packed my suitcase and my bed flew back home by itself. Later I type all about my adventure to Tuscany, Italy and wrote what I thought had happened to my bed. I saw the fairy wink at me and vanish into thin air…