Prolouge
My name is Grace, and I live in a world just like yours.
Ok, maybe not just like. But my world is probably way more interesting. Because my world is strange. My world is different. My world...I can't explain it. Maybe you should just read.
So in my world, everyone has a Dry Erase Marker. We need these. We can't go anywhere without them, because they are literally the key to all the doors.
We just have to draw them first.
The walls are Dry Erase Boards. Anyone can draw on one as long as they have their Dry Erase Marker. We have to draw the doors to wherever we want to go on the walls. Want to go to English class? You have to draw the door first. Have to get into your room? You have to draw the door first. Want to go outside? You guessed it.
You have to draw the door first.
Same thing with lockers. But...different. Your locker can only be drawn with one Dry Erase Marker for it to be your locker. Any locked door or locker has to be drawn with the Dry Erase Marker of the person it belongs to. If your ever, and I mean ever, lose your Dry Erase Marker...
You're in trouble.
Not like anyone has ever lost theirs.
Well, until me, that is.