Chapter3
  Tirana woke with a start the next morning and she could have sworn that what had happened wasn’t a dream but then again the pixie invasion felt real at the time to. Who was Mamkai? Was he even real? so much spun in her head. And then as she turned over and saw the clock. She freaked out! 8:45, no way she was supposed to be at school by 9:15!
“Great just what I needed!!” she screamed “Now not only am I questioning my sanity, I’m also late!? Could this day get any better!?” as she flew out of bed she noticed something. All her uniform folded on the end of her bed. There was a note on the top of the pile,
Tirana,
     Please accept my most, sencier apologies for last night. I have prepared your uniform for you.
xxxx
        p.s. DO NOT leave the house, or invite anyone in.
  At least Tirana now knew that Mamkai was real and she was at least a little sane. But what was that last line supposed to mean, don’t invite anyone in?

  She put all the thoughts out of her head and concentrated only on getting ready for school. She rushed her usual breakfast, pop tarts and chocolate milk. Then hurried out the door. As she rushed to the buss stop and only just caught her ride. She sighed as she sunk into the cold clammy solid buss seats. And as she calmed down and her heart rate returned to normal she thought she heard him, calling her. Saw a pale hand stretching out of the dark. Beckoning her calling her to take it to come and explore the darkness. She tried to run but her feet were rooted to the spot. As the hand moved closer and grew his voice became more forceful. More aggressive and the hand closed around her and shook her. It’s squashed the air from her lungs. It shook her more. Soon he was screaming her name. Louder and louder!

  “GET OFF ME!” Tirana screamed. The old woman looked taken aback. “O…Oh. I Um I…I’m sorry” Tirana stammered, as she wiped her face with her hands.
  “Is this not you stop love?” the old woman asked sweetly.
  “Um…oh…yes thank you.” As Tirana stepped past the woman, embarrassed and tiered. She could have sworn the old woman hissed “Mind your step,. There are evil people in this world. Who might want to drain a girl like you.” Tirana took one look at the old woman who smiled sweetly and she rushed off the bus fear pumping through her body! Not the best way to start school.

  All Tirana could thank about that day was Mamkai and what that weird old lady whispered in her ear. What did that annoying old woman mean, “drain”? all day she tried to concentrate on her work but she just kept wondering and supposing. She was so confused. Her dream world and the real world were o disappointingly different, but at least she knew the difference between them. Now she couldn’t tell what was real and what was a dream!
  “Tirana Kyra!” Miss Dakito called “ah, welcome back to the land of reality would you care to tell the class what X is equal to?”
  “Oh um 36, Miss.” Tirana replied. She was turning red in the face and feeling very embarrassed. Later the teacher turned up behind Tirana as she drifted of into thought again. Miss Dakito laid her hand on Tirana’s shoulder startling her.
  “Honestly! Tirana I worry about you. You need to stop drifting off and ground yourself in reality.” She sighed quietly to her student.
  “Sorry miss.” Tirana hung her head in shame, “its just…there’s a lot going on at the moment. I will try harder! Promise!”
  “Well ok, if you’re sure you can do it?” her teacher smiled  “Try your hardest!” Tirana nodded and set back to her work.