Okay... then I'll do a random character. By that I mean I character I haven't really writen since the fourth grade.

Name: Rennie Owler

Age: 12

Apperance: Light brown hair, freckles, blue t-shirt, medium length black cape

Personality: Quiet, nervous character. He checks his watch when he's nervous. Also has agoraphobia and an unusal fear of the color blue.

Other: He has a pet bunagon, which is a cross between a bunny and a dragon.

More others: He has a twin sister, Lily, but they don't know they're twins. Well, how about right now in time they do?

Even more others: Doesn't understand wizard math. That's right--he's a wizard. He goes to Amber Academy. NO RESEMBLANCE TO HARRY POTTER WHATSOEVER. Okay, maybe they have similar plot lines... but there's other stuff! Oh, and not that it's important or anything but he can also turn into an owl.

And now to get us onto a random plot, Rennie:

I sat up in bed and yelped. I was sitting right in the middle of a wide, white expanse, blank nothingness going on forever.

I gulped. "Hello?" I called out.

"Rennie Owler," a voice boomed from all directions. "There is a propochey you must be warned of!"

I groaned. "Not another one of those!"

The booming voice ignored me.

"THREE MUST RISE AGAINST THE BURNT, CRISP, AND HALLOW.

TWO BIRDS, A PIDEGON AND MAYBE A SWALLOW.

A LIGHT MUST SHINE IN THE DARKNED MOON

OR ELSE ALL SHALL BE CAST IN DOOM."

"Doom and Moon don't ryhme," I pointed out, "And you only used the word swallow because it ryhmed with hallow."

"I was never very good at poetry," the voice admitted. "But that's not all of it!"

I groaned again. "There's more? It already doesn't make sense!"

Again, I was ignored.

"A PERSON HOLDING TO A SOCK

A ROOM FULL ON UNLOCKED LOCKS

A VISIT TO THE JABBERWOCK

AND HUMDRUM YET AGAIN."

"And humdrum yet again?!" I yelled. "What...?!"

"That's all, Rennie Owler," the voice boomed again. "Now be gone!"

With that, I was sent off, swirling in the midst of time and space on my bed.

It was terrifying.

But what was even more terrifying is where we stopped..... 

Do I know you ? Because I really think I do . This is too weird .