The brick wall that went all around the Stevens’ house always gave Jamie a sense of curiosity. Each day, walking to and from school, she wondered what lie past the weather worn wooden doors. Today Jamie noticed something different. She wasn’t sure what, but it was different. Approaching the door Jamie saw it was ajar ever so slight. With a gentle nudge the door creaked on its hinges opening to something unbelievable. Outside where she stood it was autumn, but past the door it was summer as far as the eye could see.
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