The illusion unraveled in tiny pieces each day. Was her hair always that brown? Did she always have that birthmark? Was there always a half bathroom under the stairs…?
There were forums that talked about this. Shifting realities. Dimensional hopping. The terminology varied depending on where you looked. Some people tried to do it for years for the wildest of reasons, like being the previously unknown member of a famous K-pop group. Or going to Hogwarts to date Malfoy. Several bragged about making it there and back.
The scariest cases were the ones that seemed spontaneous. People frantically explaining what had happened in their reality’s version of 2020. Or 2016. It sounded so crazy. Except….
Everything in her life was now undeniably just a little wrong. The last straw was the onions. She'd been growing them for a while in that same spot but today…
“These are NOT MY ONIONS!” she screamed at the Camas she most certainly had not planted anywhere in the yard.
The neighbor, Ms. May (who used to be called Ms. June and couldn't mind her business if her life depended on it), continued walking past without so much as a glance.
For real though, why would you want to end up at Hogwarts?? It's like people forget how dangerous that school was. Harry, Ron and/or Hermione nearly died almost every year! Take me somewhere safe and boring, please! I'd rather watch the movies than live them, thank you very much.
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