A short story, with a twist.

Well I was walking down some dark road with a thought of “Who am I? How did this happen?” I always ask questions to myself. I’m quite a curious character. Back to the dark road. This mysterious place made me wonder what place like this exists? It’s quite creepy here. Dead trees, no life to return to their roots, houses broken down, abandoned. Dark mysterious sky with hints of purple among the stars. It feels like a junk town. Dead. No life here.
As I walk, the sidewalks crumble with each step as if no one walked here for many years. I walked block to block only to see a light at the end of the road. Bright, warm feeling. I’m very attracted to the light as I scamper over to see what it is. There seems to be a border in this town as I reach the edge of the light.
As I get closer and closer, a door appears. It reads “exit” in bright red lights. Deciding I would love to leave, I open the illuminated door. A ray of sunshine comes through the cracks of the door. As I open it up, it swings wide open. It looks happy! How does this happen? Being in a depressed state from the dark town, I feel warm and happy, I love this happiness. I feel free, overcome of my fears.
There’s lots of green grass for miles. Flowers everywhere. I spot a colourful town as I’m walking down through the greasy fields. I see old happy memories as I’m here. I feel as great as someone winning a gold metal in the Olympics. I hope I will stay this way for a long time. I never want to leave this feeling behind. I am free forever.
My heart suddenly begins to race, and I jolt. “Aha. It was just a dream,” I thought to myself, for a few seconds, what that place would feel like if it were real. I got out of bed and looked out the window expecting to see another cold winter day. My eyes suddenly grew large as I saw the greenest grassy field with the sun glancing down making the field shiny. I whispered to myself, “What the…?” I thought to myself, “Could it have been real? Am I in heaven?” A smile began to form on my face as I rushed out of the house with my jacket.
“Mmmm,” the field right outside of my house smelled like roses! But wait…what is this? No one’s house was there. The street was gone and there was only my house in this never ending field of lush green grass.
Then I felt woozy. I felt a growing headache. I felt that I was going to throw up. My hearing rang, and I saw him. That tall, skinny man. The legend was true! Pale skin…long arms…NO FACE! I ran into the house to find it was as big as a mansion inside. I ran as far as I could and felt the headache again.
I went right into my room. He was there! I ran fast to the window and jumped out. I broke my legs. He came closer. I screamed “No! Let me go! Help! Heelllp! Noooooo!”
That is why you never enter the house of doors. EVER!