the house of mystery doors

In the room of books,

I would be the smartest of all because I read so many books.

In the room of ice,

I would have frostbite because of the low temperature.

In the room of pencils,

I was constantly writing stories because I had nothing else to do!

In the room of beauty,

I watched the sunset go down as I slowly fell asleep.

In the room of Hands,

everyone was giving me a high five.

In the room of screams,

I was covering my ears to the piercing screeches.