Introduction

It was a beautiful day and Yesterday, Ms. Angelica told us that we have a performance task where
we need to bring our favorite story fantacy ,novel etc. l that we’ve read and present it individually
in front of the class. We just finished our recess, and our next subject is with Ms. Jessica for
Creative Writing.” Good morning”, class, greeted Ms. Jessica as she entered our room with a
positive aura, and we immediately stood up to greet her.
“Good morning, Ms. Angelica,” we all greeted in unison. Then we sat down.
“So, I told you yesterday to bring a book you’ve read and to present it today,” Ms. Angelica said
to us in her strong yet gentle voice. “Who would like to go first and present the story they
brought?” Ms. Angelica asked us.

Rising action
I quickly raised my hand with confidence in myself.
‘I’ll go first,’ I said, then went to the front of my classmates to present the book I was holding.I
began presenting the book I was holding. ‘What I’m going is one of my favorite fantasy stories,
and the title is Book of Claire. It’s a mysterious story featuring a woman named Claire Adinson.’
As I opened the book, a strong gust of wind swept into our room, making everyone in the class
feel chills down their spines. I continued presenting the Book of Claire, and after a while, the
entire room fell silent as suddenly, a woman appeared.”
A woman suddenly emerged from the book I was holding, leaving my classmates shocked by
what happened. I, too, was stunned and confused. The woman who came out of the book was
also bewildered and visibly shocked by what happening ,
“‘Who are you?!’ the woman who came out of the book I was holding shouted in surprise.
“W-wait, who are you? Why did you suddenly come out of the book?’ I asked, confused.
Moments later, the book I was holding began to glow, as if something else was about to come out
of it. I quickly threw it to the side, and my classmates jumped back in shock because I had
thrown the book.”

Climax

When various kinds of creatures suddenly emerged from the book, some of them were wearing
masks and seemed to be searching for something and looking confused by what was happening.
That’s when I realized that the ones who came out of the book were characters from the story—
and one of them was the woman who appeared first, whom I knew was the main character of the
story.
“What’s happening?” asked Ma’am Angelica , clearly confused. My other classmates and I were
just as bewildered, unsure if this was a dream or reality. Suddenly, the masked figures attacked
the woman, creating chaos in the classroom. We immediately ran toward the door to get out, but
to our shock, when we opened it, we found ourselves in an entirely different place. We were
greeted by a crowd of panicked people, fear clearly visible on their faces.“What is happening?!”
shouted my classmate in a panic.
Suddenly, the masked figures from earlier were flung away by the woman. We all looked at her,
locking eyes.
“Where are you from, and why are your clothes different?” the woman asked in a cold voice.
“Wait, where are we, and what’s happening?” Ma’am Angelica asked, looking bewildered.
Then a large group of masked people arrived, surrounding us. We didn’t know what to do,
paralyzed by fear of what might happen to us.
“Are you Claire?” I asked the woman.
“Yes, and how do you know my name?” she asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.
“Because you’re just a character in the story I read,” I replied, and she looked at me with a
puzzled expression.
“Class, don’t be afraid!” Ma’am Angelica shouted to us.
“I’ll handle this,” said Claire, as she suddenly summoned magic, knocking down the masked
figures surrounding us.
We breathed a sigh of relief.
“What did you do?!” my classmate said angrily to me. “How are we going to get back?” They
bombarded me with questions I didn’t have answers to.
“Follow me,” Claire said, and my classmates glanced at her. With nothing else to do, we followed
her, realizing we had no other choice.
“Where are you taking us?” I asked her.
“Somewhere safe,” she replied coldly.
She led us to a village where the people seemed to live a prosperous life. The villagers
immediately looked at us, probably because of our unusual clothing.
An old man approached and spoke to Claire in a strange language, and it seemed like they
understood each other. We just followed Claire until we reached a large cave.

Falling action

As we entered, an extraordinary place unfolded before us—a river flowed through it, and
butterflies fluttered all around, making it feel like a paradise. We were all in awe of the beauty we
saw.
“How can we get back?” I asked Claire.
“You can return, but it will be difficult. We need a skilled spellcaster to help you get back to your
own world,” Claire replied.
I thought about it, remembering that I had some ability to cast spells from what I’d read and
watched.
“I know how,” I told her.
“In that case, do it now, because I know the enemies are approaching,” Claire said urgently.
“Everyone, to get back, I’ll be the one to send you all home,” I told them.
My classmates smiled with excitement, knowing we could finally go back.
I began the spell, but it wasn’t easy I struggled to keep it going.
“You can do it!” my classmates encouraged me.
Then, a small portal appeared and slowly grew into a circular opening showing our world.“Hurry,
go in!” I told them with difficulty, and one by one, they entered the portal.I struggled to keep the
portal open, barely able to hold on. Once everyone was inside, everything seemed fine until,
suddenly, the portal closed before I could enter, surprising both me and Claire.
Suddenly, we heard shouts and saw people running, and I realized that we were under attack.
!” Claire shouted as she quickly cast a spell to stop the attackers
“Create a portal back to your world, and then erase the memories of your companions—what
they saw and experienced—so that neither you nor I will be in danger,” she said to me, worry
evident in her voice. I nodded in agreement.
I cast a spell and quickly created a portal back to my world. I looked at Claire, who was
struggling, so I didn’t hesitate to help her. I summoned a monster, not knowing how I had gained
such powers, as I was just an ordinary person.
After a heated battle, we managed to defeat the enemies.
“Are you okay?” I asked Claire, concerned.
“Yes,” she replied. “Go back home now.”
“Thank you, Claire, even if our time together was brief,” I said to her.
I was about to step into the portal when she called out, stopping me.
“What is your name, miss?” she asked.
“I’m Yuri,” I replied with a smile, and then I said goodbye.

Resolution
When I returned to my own world, I saw my classmates and Ms. Angelica looking worried about
me.
“We thought you wouldn’t make it out!” my classmates exclaimed.

I quickly cast a spell to erase the memories of my classmates and Ms. Angelica about what had
happened.
Afterwards, everything returned to normal as if nothing had happened, and I was left smiling
because I was the only one who remembered it all. I noticed the book I had thrown to the side
earlier was now on my desk.
I also removed from Ms. Angelica memory the fact that she would ask us to present our favorite
stories in front of the class.
The school day ended, and here I was in my room, lying down, trying to recall everything that had
happened. I decided to return the book to my grandfather’s room because I had taken it without
permission. He had forbidden me from reading it, but out of curiosity, I had read it anyway. On my
first reading, nothing unusual happened, but during my presentation, the characters from the
story suddenly came to life.
When I quietly returned the book to my grandfather’s room, I was startled when he said, “I know
what you did,” in a calm voice.
“Grandpa? You know?” I asked, frowning in surprise.
“Yes, my grandchild,” he replied with smile.
Then, Grandpa explained everything. The book he had came from his own grandfather and
contained magic, which explained everything that happened. I also told Grandpa that I could cast
spells and shared everything that happened earlier.
And that is where the story of The Book of Claire ends.