"Florence, Florence, Florence!" my twin brother, Felix called. "Guess what I just found?! You know that old fairy tale, Hansel and Gretel? Well, I found the book outside our front porch and it seems to have a map to the Witch, Beatrix's candy house! Plus, the map looks just like our neighbourhood!" he exclaimed, taking out a thick book. "Um, OK. What do you want me to do about it?" I asked, standing up and putting the book I was holding into my bookshelf. I pushed my glasses and pushed my glasses back up to my eyebrows and crossed my arms against my chest, waiting for his answer. Felix is the type to believe everything I see that's why I'm the smart twin. Even if his grades are pretty good (though, mine are better), he just goes ahead and believe literally everything he sees. Especially, if there are tabloids sitting on the dining table. "Let's go! We might actually get something there!" he bubbled, excitedly. "Hah, no chance!" I said. You're just scared." Felix smirked What immaturity? "You're not willing to go out on an adventure, because you're afraid of wild animals." he added. "Am not. You need to get your head out of the book you're in!" I argued. “Me? In a book?” he scoffed. “You’re the one spending the whole summer break, dawn to dusk, reading 12 books a day! I know you’re just scared, so I’ll go by myself!” He turned around about to leave. I suddenly grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back around. I’ll go with him, because I don’t want him to get into any sort of trouble. After all, he is my brother, I have to take care of him. “Fine. I’ll come!” I said, dramatically rolling my eyes, in a sarcastic way. “Really?” he beamed. He didn’t even wait for me to answer, he dragged me out of our house and to the outside of the dark woods. The woods were about a fifteen minute walk from our house. Our parents weren’t home, they had work and weren’t coming until late at night. For some reason, I really feel like I’m going to regret coming with him, in the first place.