As I stepped through, the world around me changed. Houses turned into cottages, cars turned into carriages, street lamps turned into trees, and the concrete beneath me turned into soft, lime green grass. I have finally arrived in Sambith.
My grandmother was initially the one who had discovered this place. She had been a mischievous little girl, and boy, did she like to crawl. Even as a 5 year old, she loved crawling everywhere. That was how she had discovered the first portal.
It was well hidden, just between a tree and a fire hydrant. Is was a very small portal, just enough for a child, like her.
You cannot see a portal, but special children can see the miniscule difference in the air around it. My grandmother was one of the chosen in her era. The chosen were the only ones who could pass through portals.
My mother was not chosen so my grandmother decided not to tell her about Sambith. But when I had been chosen, my grandmother had already passed away. I grew up not knowing about Sambith and it's wonders.
Now, it is almost my 18th birthday. I have finally found out about Sambith. I am 5 minutes away from adulthood. I will use my time wisely and explore the wonders of Sambith.
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