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The walk through a door

Once upon a time there was an egg named Oscar. He woke up one morning, opened his door, looked up at the beautiful sun and said, “Ahhh, what a glorious day for a walk”.

So Oscar set out on his walk. He walked a few blocks down the street, but when he got to the end of the street, he kept walking past the street and straight into the woods. He walked for quite a while into the deep, mysterious woods, and he came across a door. Now the door was just standing there with no building or wall ceiling or anything you might find normally with a door in it.

Oscar stared at the door for a while and then walked around it. The other side, looked just like the first. It was a white door set in a brown door frame. The door also had a shiny gold handle on one side, but no handle on the other.

Oscar wandered what would happen if he opened the door, so he went to the side that had the handle and opened it. Nothing seemed to happen, so he stepped through the door way to the other side.

At that moment, everything around him changed. Everything was whitish colored and looked kind of fluffy. The trees were white and fluffy. The ground was white and fluffy, even the clouds were white and fluffy. It seems that Oscar had slipped into another world where everything is exactly like our world in every way. In ever way, that is, except for the fact that everything is white and fluffy.

Now before you say anything about the clouds in the fluffy white world being just like our clouds, which are also white and fluffy, I must remind you that all questions must be submitted in writing. They may then be taken in person to Oscars flat in London, between the hours of 2:00 and 3:15 on Mondays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Thank You very much for your cooperation and understanding.

Oscar went back the direction he had come, and soon arrived at his own street. Everything was exactly like normal, except for being white and fluffy. Since he was starting to get hungry, he stopped at the sandwich shop where he sometimes gets a sandwich and walked right in. The sandwich counter was white and fluffy. The tables and chairs were white and fluffy, and the sandwich man was white and fluffy. Oscar politely asked could he please have a sandwich, and the Sandwich Man fixed him a white and fluffy sandwich.

Now Oscar sat down and took a bite of his white and fluffy sandwich and realized that it was completely made of marshmallow. He took a bite out of his plate, and realized that it was also made of marshmallow. He even took a bite out of the table. It was made of marshmallow. The Sandwich man looked unhappy about the table-biting, so Oscar grabbed his sandwich and left.

Outside, Oscar took bites out of buildings, streetlamps, and even a automobile. Everything was made of marshmallow.

Oscar ran back into the marshmallow woods and ran through the open door there. Once he did, he ran back into his own world.

Luckily, he still had his sandwich. Roast Beef on Rye.

The End