"Emmet, did you finish unpacking your room!?"Emmet's mother called from the staircase.
"Yes mother!"Emmet called back down to her from the creaky staircase.Emmet took one last look at his room to make sure it was in place. His navy blue bed fit into the left corner farthest from the door.His little toy chest that held all his toys in the left corner closest to the door.And lastly his dresser in the right corner farthest from the door.
it seemed everything was neatly placed and in order, so he rushed down stairs to see his sister and brother arguing about who gets the bigger room.Emmet being the youngest of the three he didn't get a say in the matter and got the smallest room.He didn't mind of course, because he didn't need a lot of room.Also he always felt like the oldest sense he'd never fight with them over stupid things like a room.
He walked past them, he looked down a random hallway of the maze like house. Though, it was a long narrow hallway at the end was just a wall.Emmet thought to himself ' whoever built this house didn't get paid very much'. As he finally got to the kitchen he saw his mother and father speaking about jobs for his mother that well suit her.They seem to finally notice and his father asks him question."Emmet what do you like more, gardens or bakeries?"Thinking well on this question he debates on weather he likes flowers or sweets more, in the end Emmet finally choose bakery since he knew his mother enjoyed baking.As he answered this his mother smiled and chuckled gleefully "This is a whole
new beginning for our family!"
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The last Door
HorrorLittle Emmet who is just seven years old just moved to a new house with his mom, sister, brother , and father. After a week of living there strange stuff starts to happen to poor Emmet. Will Emmet discover a secret he shouldn't have or will he suffe...
