I was taking a nap and as usual I dreamed of Rian and Lala Island then I heard a voice coming from the distance: "Hey, wake up, wake up", I open my eyes to see what I thought was Rian but was really mom. "Spring is here, ya know what that means: spring cleaning! start in the attic", she said with a smile and hand me a broom and a pair of gloves. Mom and I slowly make our way up to the attic and slowly start taking down boxes. We look through each box, reminiscing each event. I came upon a very old, dusty and wooden box. I open it and inside was a journal, compass, and pictures. I pick up the journal and slowly read the title out loud: "The Legend of Lala Island", I turned to mom and show her the journal. "W-w-what's this?", I mumbled."It's your Grandpa James's journal of Lala Island", she sigh. "So Lala Island is real?! The legend of Lala Island is really real! Grandpa was right! hahaha! that means with grandpa's journal I can go to Lala Island and find out what those dreams mean! I'll no longer have dreams of Rian and dream peacefully! my sleeping schedule will be save!", I cheer with a very big smile on face. I got up and took the box with me. I quickly make some calls, and start packing. The hunt for Lala Island starts tomorrow.
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