As I stood there by the window, just watching Andrew sulk under the tree, I heard a soft scuffling of shoes to my right. I looked but I could not find the source of the scuffling noise. When I looked back to the window, I could no longer see Andrew under the tree. I sighed in sadness I never knew I could feel and started to investigate the scuffling noise. I heard it a second time when I sighed.
I slowly walked to my right, being cautious of what might come out of the corner, when another idea popped into my head. I should try opening some rooms and see what is inside of them. I stopped stalking the corner and started opening doors. I started with the one that is near me and I found it locked, much to my dismay. My face cringed in disappointment when the door was locked.
I sighed but per
