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I woke up to apersistent knocking at my door. The knocking wasn’t the strange part it was the fact that no one had answered it yet. Growing up with two sisters, a brother, and both parents I was had been use to the fact that if someone had the chance to knock on the door more than twice something was wrong. I had hurried to pull my robe on before running down stairs to answer the door. That was when I got a good look out the window and saw that the sky was still dark. You see in England at that time of year the sun usually came up around six. Who was at the door before six?
Rubbing my eyes to get rid of the residual sleep, I glanced out the window to see a large black shadow. I felt a shiver of apprehension run down my back, my hairs stand on end. I went to the door and looked out and saw something I never expected to see… ever.
Standing there on the other side of my door was Gandalf.
I blinked in disbelief, pinched myself and looked again.
Yes, standing there was, Gandalf the White. I opened the door and that’s when the thought hit me. No wonder none of this makes sense, I’m dreaming. What a disappointment this was so exciting.
“Come with me my child.” Gandalf said right after I opened the door.
“What?!” was all I had time to say before I was pulled through the door into the light…