One day I went to the house next door to me, number 12. I had never talked to the people who lived there even though we had been neighbors for 4 years. When I knocked, a little boy answered the door and smiled at me and let me in without a word. He led me through a long hallway with a door at the end. I noticed how strange and beautiful the doorknob was, and I knew that the room behind it was no ordinary room. He opened it and revealed a big garden filled with different types of exotic flowers and plants I had never seen before. Then he led me to a tree with a toy dinosuar dangling from a branch. He broke the silence by telling me all about how this was his secret place to go to and play. He talked for hours about how he came here to let his imagination run free, and I had a newfound respect for my neighbors.
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