Historias de Fourthfloor

A door on the fourth flour of my school was open. I was curious. It was never open. It just, stayed closed. It felt out of place when it was open. A short story by me Alex. It was originally a short story I wrote for English class in grade 8, please tell me what you think.

All kinds of people live on the fourth floor of Lakeview Apartments. And they all have their own stories. Cover Credit: @tastyapples123