The Door

I placed my ear against the firm, wooden door. It felt warm: the sun had been shining on it all morning. From the other side I could hear voices. It sounded like two, or maybe three people whispering. One of the voices was a woman, and the others seemed to be men. Or was it the sound of a child?

The tone of their voices suggested great excitement. Had a great discovery just been made? Had a long-lost secret just been unearthed? Curious, I placed my hand on the shiny, metal door handle and began to turn. Creak… the door’s stiff hinges resisted me, but gradually gave way, and I was drenched in darkness as I stepped over the threshold fresh air filled my lungs and i look forward and see my mother and father so excited because the found out their having a baby boy and that's me they cant hear me but i can hear them they cant see me but i can see them they where so excited and so was I. I walked back through that door and told everyone that there is a time portal through that door no one believed me so I kept it to myself.

Can you write a story about going through one of the doors, and what might be on the other side? I challenge everyone who sees this to write a story and send it to me at otuleal@kawakawaprimary.co.nz. feel free to use my story as a sentence starter. Later.