Bookshelves surrounded us like my own personal library. Nana had it built for me when I was 13, when all I did was read. It had pink couches and green chairs, even desk and tables. I still did my homework in here. I looked out the big window that covered the back wall. The snow was falling hard again.
“What is this room?” Atia asked me.
“Its my upstairs study.” I said proudly.
“Upstairs study? Meaning you have two?” She asked confused.
“Yeah, this one is mine. The one downstairs is Nana’s.” I explained.
“Well it's beautiful” She said looking around “Don’t you think we better hide?”
“I have somewhere they will never find us.” I smiled.
I pushed against a wall and the secret door slid opened. We walked in and closed the door behind us.
“Welcome to my secret hide out.” I said dramati
