The Smoke in the Door by Emily
I was baking a cake when the it caught on fire. I got a bucket of water and threw it over the fire. As the smoke cleared I saw the oven was not there instead there was a statue. It looked like a person and then I saw it move. I pinched myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. There was a flash of light and it was gone and the oven was back wear it was before. I went upstairs to go to bed and when I woke up I forgot all about my adventure.
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