My story

I just found out that I've never told you my story and it's going to be a story about finding happines

Once upon a time, there was this house, no it wasn't a big one, but it was very long, it had big living room, full of wonderful things that you could just look at, and in the back, there was that very special room, full of wonders, full of magic, but in there there was that special spell called love, everybody living in this house could feel it, cuz the door was always open, even the people who would visit it, were changed but this magic.
But some dark day that magic was gone...gone for good...The beautiful long house, became just a blank new page in the boring book that nobody would take down from the library shell. So dad and two boys moved out, cuz they didn't want the blank page they wanted a new story, they wanted a new world full of new wonders. They moved to this garden, it used to be called The Garden Of Colours, but there were no colors to be found, no blossoms, just empty grey....
One day, the little boy came to the door of this garden, he entered. He was holding this little doll in his hand, it was devidet in two halfs, one was bright, he named it The Kid of The Sun, and the other one was dark, almost black, he named it The Beautiful Creature of The Dark. Oh how he loved that doll! He couldn't live without it, it reminded him of that magic in this old long house. He entered the garden. He couldn't believe how could somebody abandoned it, it looked so beautiful, but still bear. He was walking along that grey labyrinth and he found out that he had lost his toy, his one and only memory of the magic and that special spell, he ran back, but he couldn't find it, it was gone...like that magic...
He was crying so hard nobody could stop him, nobody. Through the time wound healed, but never disappeared.
One day it itched him so hard, that he went to this door again! He pushed them, and entered, it was even more terrifying then before, all the spiders and the voices were there, but he grabed all of his courage and went through the labyrinth again. He was walking and thinking when he suddenly triped and fell. It hurnt him so bad, the blood showed on his knee, when he saw through what he triped, he blew all the dust away from it and found his old charm-the doll! He picked it from the groudn, and while he was getting up, he beheld a doorhandle, it was a beautiful wooden doorhandle. He cleaned the dead climber of it and he found the beautiful hand-carven wooden door. He tried to opened it but he couldn't it was locked. He was sad again, he took his doll and turned away. He notised that around doll's neck there was a string from which the key was hanging. "How did it get there?" he asked himself and took it from the doll, he turned back to the door and placed the key in the lock. "It fits!" As he was tuning the key the light started to appear from behing the door, it was so bright that he had to cover his eyes to open the door, he stepped through it! He was very curious to see where did he come to, so he uncovered his eyes and saw this magical word! It was a garden full of blossoms, colors and magic, the one from the old long house. Blossoms came to him and said: "finally the saviour came and unlocked this ugly door that was keeping us from the world, that locked us here, so the world could be blank as the new page, the sad page in the book!"
All creatures ran out on the grey garden and filled it with colors, happiness and MAGIC. The boy was happy again as all the people around him. And the magic wasn't cought in this little room or behind wooden door. Magic was free as this child was! Magic saved him, and made him happy as he was before!

The end