An Uninvited Guest
by Abel

"I need to go downstairs," Tom thought. His wife wanted the house painted pink. As he walked into the basement Tom saw a rug. The rug was rolled up. In front of him was a little door. His wife and him did not know what the door was for. The stairs creaked while Tom went down them. He grabbed the paint. He thought the handle of the little door turned. His heart was pounding. "My mind is playing with me," Tom thought. Tom saw the handle of the little door move again and the little door opened by its self and an ogre came out.

Karina Seher Alexandra Nicolas
Vinny Samantha M. D.J. Calista
Daniel Emmanuel Abel Brianca
Sharon Isabelle Juliette Alexis
       

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