First Time

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I hear a rustle from my closet, which confuses me. My closet is empty. Why would there be sound? A little door in my closet is suddenly there, this is giving me Alice In Wonderland vibes. But creepier.

Way creepier.

The little door creaks open and I do the smartest thing anyone has ever done. I walk in.

Well, crawl really.

There is a whole huge room in this place, it's really banged up and bare but this would be a cool place to chill in. And no one else knows it's here. I can already see the twinkle lights on the ceiling, some blankets in this corner and a shelf over here with books. There are cobwebs everywhere and there are no walls, just wood. As I said, this place is bare. Stripped. The floorboards groan as I walk across to open the little door to get back. The door reveals a closet, but not mine. My creepy vibes come back and I feel the hairs on the back of my neck rise. Inside the closet there are cleaning tools, broom, mop, duster, rags, cleaner. Anything needed for this room was there. But nothing for carpeting or for the walls or anything. Just for dusting and sweeping. I turn my head around and there are no other doors but there is a huge whiteboard on one of the walls, and a marker.

After sweeping and dusting and spraying the mold the room doesn't seem half as creepy, I made a list of things to do in this room on the whiteboard and now I happily tick off the last thing. The room looks almost presentable now, it would be cool to live in. The cleaning supplies are set back into the cleaning closet and for one last time, I open the little door. The door opens to a familiar closet, mine. 



OKAY! Warning, my chapters may become really short or really long because um, we're actually not sure why. So yeah. Also I might 100% give up on this story! And I don't update very often but keep reading? *gives a weird smile and a thumbs up*

See ya later Alligator :)

(always liked that rhyme, anyone else?) 

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