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Can you escape a magical portal into homework?

Thinking quickly, you grab your Nintendo Switch – your one, true friend – before it flies into the air.  “I’m not being sucked into a magical world of reading without Lego The Incredibles,” you state out loud to no one as you fly head first towards the portal! Click here to continue your journey.

You fight the enchanted winds with all your PE strength. All your most cherished possessions blow all around you: your “Soccer is Cool” hoodie, the poster of Selena Gomez’ character from Hotel Transylvania 3: Summer Vacation, a YouTube Creator Award. Slowly, you power your way through the wind to the front door of your bedroom […]

You’re swept off your feet and fall head first into the spinning vortex! Intuitively, you know the fewer dumb school books you’ve read, the stronger the stupid portal becomes. You can imagine your English teacher Mrs. Pettysnicker laughing her ass off about this in the teacher’s lounge. You fall through the cosmic book tunnel. Books […]

You try to quietly walk away, but the boy hears your feet rustling against some twigs. “Are you here to pay your respects to Old Dan and Little Ann?” the boy sweetly asks. Caught off guard, you nod your head “yes.” “So, what would you like to say about my wonderful dogs? What stories about […]

You try to quietly walk away, but the boy hears your feet rustling against some twigs. “Are you here to pay your respects to Old Dan and Little Ann?” the boy sweetly asks. Caught off guard, you nod your head “yes.” “So, what would you like to say about my wonderful dogs? What stories about […]

You get closer to the spinning vortex. The rug slides under your feet as you’re pulled closer to this enchanted copy of Where the Red Fern Grows. Sounds from the book world echo throughout your bedroom. The barks of “coonhounds.” The bloody screams of a man tripping over his axe and dying, like a goddamn […]

You get closer to the spinning vortex. The rug slides under your feet as you’re pulled closer to this enchanted copy of Where the Red Fern Grows. Sounds from the book world echo throughout your bedroom. The barks of “coonhounds.” The bloody screams of a man tripping over his axe and dying, like a goddamn […]