W5: "The Secret Door in My School Leads to..."
One afternoon, I was wandering around the quiet hallways of my school, I stumbled upon an old wooden double door that was painted deep blue. It was in the school garden. Twisted tree roots were carved into its surface, a faint golden light seeped from the small gap between the doors. Strangely, no one else seemed to notice it, as if it had been hidden in plain sight. I was surprised and curious. Then, I slowly pushed the doors open. I expected that it was a usual storage room that stored the tools of gardening but I found myself stepping into a different world—a school, but not my school. I could see that the hallways were dimly lit with lanterns and the students wore old-fashioned uniforms from a time long past, in the 1990s. I could smell the air full of aged paper and ink. The walls were also lined with wooden bookshelves that were filled with ancient scrolls. I started to walk around the school, then I met a girl named Emma, who looked surprised to see me. “You don’t belong here,...