I have opened a window into another world,
Bound in blue leather, the paper was parched.
It smelled warm and dusty, like the warm insidemof an attic.
My hands raced through the golden ink.
I dived into the book,
Not knowing what I could discover on this journey.
I saw Harry Potter and Voldemort dueling at Hogwarts.
And Black Beauty riding towards the twinkling stars.
I had a voice,
A voice that didn’t sound like Matilda, Mr.Puppet or Leo Valdez,
But…like that of my mom.
“Come on, let’s go,” she said.
But I decided to ignore her,
Like I would my blaring morning alarm,
For this new world was the best one to live in – A book.
the writing laboratory🔬 