The Hole Johnny walks down the old gravel road that he has been down almost every day of his short life. It is the road he takes to go to and from school. He is seen the road hundreds of time. But on this spring day, on his way home from school, he noticed something different by the trees just beyond the meadow of wildflowers. It appeared to be a hole of some sort. But not like a hole in the ground. It was more of a vertical hole. Almost like a doorway with no door. He knew he had to get home. His mom was probably waiting for him. But his curiosity got the most of him and he just had to go check this out. The closer he got, the more he could see inside the hole. But it was puzzling to Johnny. It was dark and appeared to have
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