“Esmeeee!” I heard a cheerful little voice sing out.  My younger sister Luciana’s head popped into my doorway.  “What, Luciana?” I asked, putting down my laptop to look at her.  

“Will you come to my club?”  She swung her arms around behind her back.  

“Well, if you explain this club to me, then maybe I’ll come, Luci.”  Luci grinned.

 “It’s a closet club, where you see magical worlds in my closet!”  

“Well…” I trailed off.  “Oh, please?” Her hazel eyes looked up at me desperately.  

“Fine.”  

“Yay!  Thanks, Esme.”  Luci smiled at me and said, “Well, come on!”  

“What?” I stared at my sister confusedly.  

“Our first meeting is today, Esme,” she said irritably.  She walked over to my desk and grabbed my hand. “Maia, Samantha, Jamal, and David all joined.”  

“All lovely first graders! Great.”  I said unenthusiastically. For eleven year olds like me, first graders were a pain.  

Luci practically dragged me to the door when her friends rang the bell.  She proudly opened the door saying,

“Hi, everyone! Welcome to Closet Club!”  As Luci led the pack to her room, I stayed towards the back, my arms folded across my chest.  “Here,” Luci began, “is my closet. Step inside.” She held out her arm in a professional way. We all walked inside.  I expected to hit my head in the back, but nothing happened. I felt soft grass underneath my feet. I looked up. In front of me was not a closet, but a place.  Was I dreaming? “Welcome to the first world!” Luciana yelled to us and the sky proudly.