New State, New #life - Chapter 4 I open the door to the first room. I look around and see just as my dad had said, bed, dresser, all the 'fixings'. The room does not match the broken down, rugged look of the rest of it. It's been redone with all new furniture and paint. I go to the two doors on the other side of the room. I open one, nothing but a closet. I poke around the back of it, but find no secret door. To the next room i go. This one has everything also, all refurnished. I walk quietly to the corner of the room where a odd shaped closet sets. I open it up and look inside. Nothing. 'Of course not' I think, realizing there are probably no secret doors or corridors. But I refuse to give up hope. I skim the walls of the room, but find nothing. The last room is less flashy. 'Must not have gotten to this room yet' I think. The paint on the walls are peeling slightly, and the only furniture is an antique wooden dresser. At that moment my brother comes running up the stairs, and glances quickly into each room as he makes his way to this one. He enters, takes a quick glance at the shabbiness and says, "I call the first room" and runs away. I look around more and realize it is the smaller of the three rooms. 'My parents won't be able to use this one' I think, 'guess I'm stuck with it' I walk around the room and examine it. There is a small bathroom (like the other rooms) and a medium sized closet. I open the closet and poke around in the back. My enthusiasm slipping away as I do. But suddenly, I hear a metallic *click* and my hand moves further back. My face lights up at my discovery. I look behind me, making sure no one is behind me to see my secret. Seeing no one, i step further into the deep, dark closet and through the door.