I had finally calmed down and put my hand on the rusty, old knob. I pushed open the door away from me. The old, mahogany wooden door opened and the hinges made a loud squeaky noise. It looked like nobody had touched that door in years. The old and suffocating air had entered my lungs and I began coughing. I stumbled in the deserted room; it was very quiet and reminded me of an old …showed first 75 words of 1078 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1078 total…opened my eyes and I realized my clock was ringing for a long time and I was late for school again. I hurried up and got ready as quickly as possible. On my way to school I was thinking about the dream I had and how real it looked. The thing that I couldn’t get out of my mind is that there was an abounded house on my countryside. That made me really think.