I always wanted to pass on that. I want to see what kind of world do they have there. I want to know if they eat, sleep and speak same as me. My father said I can’t walk near there because guards will shoot me. I didn’t listen. I didn’t pass through that though, I went under. I used his shovel to dig a hole from my treehouse up to the other land.
I was disappointed when I reached the end, there was nothing, just land. Then I saw big trucks. I was so afraid so I went back as fast as I can. I ran home and saw my father lying on the floor. Dead.
