Through the door

Through the yellow door, I saw someone eating corn he was staring at me.

Through the red door, I felt red lava.

Through the blue door, I see the blue ocean.

Through the white door, I saw clouds and the blue sea.

Through the grey door, I touched fire ash.

Through the pink door, I touched a pig it was rough.

Through the purple door, I smelled petals.

Through the black door, I felt the soft cat.