I woke up to see seven doors standing in front of me. Each of them labeled. I looked over all of the cautiously. There were no other doors besides those. I had no choice, but to pick one. I wisely chose Hogwarts. When I opened the door, I heard chatter and laughter. Eagerly, I pushed through it. There were trolls and wizards. Witches and owls scattered the sky. I was bumbed into by a man with round glasses, who handed me my supply list. The first check was a messenger. I went down the cobblestone road, and found an owl shop. Amogst the owls, there were other messengers too. Cats, mice, and many more. I chose an owl, streaked with light blue feathers. He immeidatley flew up and perched on my shoulder. The next stop was the wand shop. It seemed to take ages to find the wand that worked well with me, but I soon found it. Whenever I held it in my hands, a tingly electric feeling shot through my arm. It warmed me from my nose to my toes. With a flick of the wand, a stack of papers gentley rose up. I then knew, that choosing the Hogwarts door was the right decision.
