Chapter Three- Jordan

After getting dressed, I walked out the door to go to to my bus stop, and was greeted by my two dogs, Willow and Abby. Willow is the young one, she's only a year and a half old, but she's a big, silvery, lanky Weimaraner. Abby is bout 4 years old, and she's a balk flat-tailed retriever. Both of them are unnaturally energetic. They always start the day off by jumping up on me. It's a good thing it didn't rain today, or they would have ruined my favorite Sword Art Online t-shirt. 

As I walked out to my bus stop, my dogs following close behind, I noticed something half, buried in the ground. I bent down and picked it up. I carefully examined the silvery object in my hand. It was about the size of a quarter, but it had a different design on it. 

"Hey. Found a silver dollar." I said as I pocketed it.

I arrived at my bus stop and pulled a book out of my bag, knowing it would be a while before the bus arrived. Once they noticed I stopped moving, my dogs went back to the house. I smiled a little, thinking about how one-track their minds were. This would be the last thought I had before my life changed forever.

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