The magic emporium

There are places no one will ever go like the emporium even though the dark bricks shine look like glitter. Even though it was always full of decorations at Christmas and other holidays. Even though you could always hear laughing in side no one still went in. No one wanted to go in the door was to heavy and dark. No one except John.

Chapter 1- Though the door

John had always curious so curious that his mum thought it might get him in to trouble. One warm, bright afternoon, John went out he walked down the road and realized something was different about the emporium the door was wide open. Without a thought, he ran over and walked in. Everywhere, he looked there was bright gold or old toys. He saw a brown dog in a silver cage its barking filled the room. A tiny village started to come alive as if it was magic it lit up the corner. There were several pained clocks perfectly in time. There  was a tiny bowl of sweets under the clocks. There was a little display of soldiers at war, toy dolls and old umbrellas made with a stick and a couple levers. There was a rack of shiny clothes mostly dresses. Big colorful fish were swimming in a 100 liter tank well around 100. But  what John wanted to look at the most was an old worn leather book. It had about 1000 pages. He opened it and it felt like the pages were alive. It was forming different pictures. “I see you have found my magic book “screeched an old voice in  the back ground. He turned round and looked up to see  the  old  owner. He was really old  with eyes bluer than the sea. He had a little Parrot on his shoulder that looked him dead in his eye.