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The Mysterious Door
I pass by a door that has always been locked tightly shut by a huge Master Lock made of steel, but today it was wide open.
Today was such a wonderful day, I never wanted to quit playing. “Brett,” time to come in and eat dinner. “But Mom.” “I’m not a Butt Mom”, exclaimed Brett’s Mom. I came in to eat dinner and by the time I was done, it was pitch black out. I went up to take a shower, the water was so steamy and warm it felt like I was in a hot tub. I got out and got into my pink fluffy unicorn footy pajamas. I gazed out my window glancing at the beautiful stars above. “Did you brush your teeth,” asked my Mom in an eager way. “NO,” I said in a rather aggressive and an unnecessary voice. “Watch your tone mister,” snapped my Mom. I completed scrubbing my teeth and acrobatically jumped into my bed. “Goodnight Brett love you,” “Love you too” we both said. I gazed of quietly into a deep sleep. Then I suddenly woke up. My Mom was yelling “get up or you’re going to be horribly late for school. I got up and raced down stairs trying to get ready quick enough. When we were in the car driving to school I asked my Mom what horribly meant, and all she said was look it up in the dictionary.
As I was walking to my first class, I walked by the old mysterious door that always seemed shut and lock. Today was different, the door was wide open. I made a very dumb choice and walked inside. I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was so much gold it didn’t look true. I closed the door behind me so no one else would know what was behind this door. I stuffed my pockets with as much lute as possible. Then I found a gold lamp. I rubbed it, but no gene came out. On the side of this gene less lamp there was silver lettering that read BEWARE in all capitals. I felt a chill run down my back, I was horrified. I stuffed my pockets with a little more lute. I was thinking the lamp was a sign of danger. I ran back to the door and tried to open it. It was locked.
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