A Bizarre Adventure

Walking into a Mirror

A bright ray of sunlight beamed on my eyelids. I slowly opened my eyes and let out a yawn, stretching myself on a bed.

I don't know whose place this is.

And then it hit me.

Well, the questions did.

Where am I? Who am I? What the heck? I don't know what happened yesterday or the day I was born. I was born?

Jesus Christ.

I immediately jumped out of bed and saw a girl in front me.

Although I was very much creeped out, I didn't feel the urge to bombard her with questions. She was small with waist-length, brown wavy hair. She had vibrant, forest-green big eyes that sparkled. She wore a white tank top with long shorts. She was also missing a front tooth on the top. I decided to ask her my endless questions in a smooth way.

"Hi! What's your name? I don't know myself actually. Strange isn't it?"

I waited a while for the girl to answer.

Seconds became minutes waiting for her. (A/N I know, minutes)

In the end, I was a bit worried and approached her only to be slammed against a cold surface- well walked into a cold surface...

I then came to realization that I was talking to a mirror. Yep.

How did I not know?

Wow. I am the MOST idiotic, senseless, bird-brained moron in this entire planet.

I was so baffled and distracted about my sudden existence in this world (as well as the mirror fiasco) that I hadn't noticed the small enveloped that had the word 'important' labeled in bold- laid on the night stand.

The letter read:

Greetings,

You are Rosaline Eleanor Teal Hunter. I understand, long name. You are 5 years old and you were born in:

January 1st 2000, 12:00 am

Of course you must have many thoughts in your head, however, your sudden and unneeded existence does not concern your future so please try to push those thoughts away.

Now, to be frank and straight-forward with you, just move on with your life. I will state some facts about you first so that you know a little more about yourself:

-You have an IQ of 190
-You rival the cooking skills of a master chef
-You are capable of playing every single instrument (excluding singing)
-You can ride horses, drive cars and motor cycles and pilot planes (but you don't have any vehicles in your possession right now)
-You can sew
-You have the physical abilities of a 10-year-old
-You have the abilities of a doctor, detective and a few other professions
-You are capable of shooting with guns and using knives. Though you will probably never get your hands on one. You will probably never need one either.

And last but the most mandatory and truest statement of all...

-You are an oblivious (and innocent) moron whose appetite and laziness is bigger than the universe.

Also, you shall be living alone. A village is 30 minutes across the field- where you are- and the city 1 hour away. By foot. Anyways, have a good day, Rosaline.

Yours faithfully,

-Anonymous

I'm not sure what the heck was going on right now but I decided to trust Mr.Anonymous's claims. Beside the night stand was a duffle bag and a small bag pack.