The warmth of the shower water against my bare body was relaxing. It made me feel peaceful, as if everything I had to worry about simply disappeared, washed away in the warm water. I tilted my head back,letting in run through my hair.

Suddenly, there was a knock in the door.

"Hurry up!" my 14-year-old sister,Kaylie, screamed. "Other people need to use the bathroom too, you know! Besides, you know I don't like it when you use up all the hot water!"

I sighed in exasperation. "Fine, I'll hurry!" I shouted back. "Just give me a moment!" I quickly turned the shower off,dried myself with a towel, and got into my pjs. It tookme all of two minutes.

"Finally," Kaylie exclaimed. "I thought you'd never come out of there!"

I rolled my eyes. "Very funny," I said. Sure, I loved taking long showers, but she didn't have to complain about it.

I headed to my room, and as soon as I got there, I laid on my bed.

For those of you who have never seen my room before, let me tell you what it looks like. It's big, very big, in fact (good thing too, 'cause I'm rather claustrophobic). The walls are a pale green color, and there's a huge window on the south side overlooking our backyard. There's a bookshelf on the west side, filled with books on astronomy, art, or just leisure reading books. Below it is my bed, with its baby blue sheets and dark purple blanket. My dresser was on the east side, with all sorts of clutter piled on top.

I checked the time on my Iphone. Six-fifteen. Not that it really mattered, as long as I was asleep by twelve. Or ten, if it were a school night.

I grabbed my copy of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix and started reading it. I had just gotten it yesterday at the bookstore, and I was barely finished with chapter five. And for about the thousandth time since I had cracked open Th Sorcerer's Stone, I wondered why I didn't start reading it earlier. The series was so damn amazing. Everithing about it: the characters, the plot, the magic... It all captivated me to the point where I was often more than reluctant to put it down.

After getting up to about chapter 7, my eyelids began to get heavy. I put the book down, turned the light off, and went to sleep.

I was in a forest, with trees at least a hundred feet tall, their leaves blocking out the broad daylight. Very little light passed through their filter. A thick layer if dead foilage covered the earth like a blanket. Not to mention the deadly silence that wrapped around me like a boa constrictor.

Where was I? The Forbidden Forest?

Fear started percolating inside me. I could manage being alone, but I didn't like it that much. This, however, was different. I was completely alone, far away from my friends and family. In fact, when I thought about it, I had no clue where they were. Where anyone was.

I looked around, and realized there was not a single sign of life anywhere, not including me and the trees. No squirrels, no birds, nothing.

This is a dream, I told myself. It has to be.

But when I tried to wake up, I couldn't. It made me only more afraid. I tried again.

Instead of waking up, all that happened was that the forest disappeared temporarily before being replaced by a whole new scene.