Quickly I sprinted through the forest, running away from my horrible step dad… that was trying to make me go to school ( dreadful school). Finally I had lost him. Not looking where I was going, I walked straight into a wooden door that was carved into the tree trunk. Not knowing what it was I went home, and told my mum that I had walked into a wooden door. That night for hours and hours I wondered what was behind the door. Early the next morning, I awoke with a start, wanting to head back into the forest. I encouraged my sister to come with me and we brought all the keys we had.