The door swung open then slammed shut again with a loud bang. Violet looked up from her book. She didn’t want to stop reading but she decided she better go check on Ginny and the baby. This storm had been such a bother. When she stood up she felt the air sucked out her lungs. Maybe I have just been sitting too long she thought. As she walked closer to the door her eyes began to hurt and she felt wobbly.I wish I had someone to check on me was her next thought. Slowly she made her way across the long room. She was cold and her thoughts were jumbled. She couldn’t remember why she had stopped reading. Violet had long arms and as she reached out for the door knob it seemed to her that her arm was getting longer, her fingers began to feel thin and she could see them glowing in the bit of light that came from the window. Violet thought she should be feeling something—fear or pain but she nearly giggled when she realized she didn’t. She laughed to herself realizing a new door had finally opened, a door to the other side.