Story Branch
Did
I
ever
tell
you
about
the
time
I
found
a
mysterious
journal
in
the
attic?"
my
grandmother
asked,
her
eyes
twinkling
with
nostalgia.
[p]
"No,
Grandma,
you
never
mentioned
it,"
I
replied,
curiosity
piqued.
I
always
loved
hearing
her
stories;
they
were
filled
with
adventure
and
magic.
[p]
She
settled
into
her
favorite
armchair,
her
weathered
hands
clutching
a
worn
leather-bound
book.
"It
was
a
warm
summer
afternoon,
much
like
today,"
she
began.
"I
was
about
your
age
when
I
stumbled
upon
the
journal
while
exploring
the
dusty
attic