The ground slowly parted.
“What’s happening?” I whispered.
Once the crack had stopped growing, it was big enough for me to climb into. I peered down into the gap and saw it was an old room. I had probably stepped on a button to open it. I ran back to my house and got a bucket of water and a cloth. I cleaned the hole up and realized that it was a normal sized room. The next day I painted the walls and put furniture in it. Now the hole is my secret den and I love it!