Secret

I stood outside the door and rapped three times and then two more times, and finally, one last short rap. Knock-knock-knock, knock-knock, knock. I waited and nothing happened. Just as I raised my fist to try gaining entrance by reversing the order, an eye ball in the crack of the door. "What's the secret password?" my best pal Mikey asked.

"I brought a present!" I lifted the box wrapped in light blue paper with airplanes pulling Happy Birthday banners. Mikey's eye disappeared and the door swung open.

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