I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling while twiddling my thumps. I had thirty minutes to get ready and to go to Granny's to meet the dragon. Hatred is a small word to say what she feels towards me. I sighed and sat up with my hair all over my face. I run my fingers over my face to push the strands of hair away. To wear a dress. I made my way to the wardrobe and opened it. I stayed in front of the wardrobe, hoping that a dress would magically pop out of it because I was feeling really lazy. I shuffled and threw the...