Amelia simply could not believe her parents expected her to spend the entire summer in the country without a computer or a gaming system or a cell phone or even something as basically essential as a television?
Sensing the girl’s unhappiness her grandmother got a mischievous twinkle in her eye, “Would you like to see something very, very special? It has the ability to take you to places you have never even imagined existed, to encounter strange and wonderful creatures that defy all reason and when you’re all done leave you right back here where you started from?”
Following the old woman up the stairs, her thoughts racing, Amelia was quite confused when she opened the door to a room filled entirely with…books.
While understanding came slowly to the girl, by summer’s end she knew she had found the truest, purest form of power the universe had to offer: her own imagination.
This story was originally intended to be for the weekly Five Sentence Fiction flash fiction prompt. I didn't realize until after I'd written it that what I had in my mind the prompt word was...was not. Nevertheless, I hate to waste a good story, so I will post this and then get back to the business of writing another.