Chapter 3

Amy ran back home excitelly.She burst through the front door, her eyes brimming with excitement. She couldn't wait to share the incredible discoveries she had made at Mr. Brown's house.

Her parents looked up from their evening tea, noticing her radiating enthusiasm.

"Mom, Dad, you won't believe what I saw today!" Amy exclaimed, barely able to contain herself. "Our new neighbor Mr. Brown's house is filled with magic! The walls were making.music, and the chairs were walking all on their own!"

Her parents exchanged amused glances, curious about their daughter's vivid imagination. "Oh, really? Magic, you say?" her father chuckled playfully.

"No, I'm serious! It was like a scene straight out of a fairytale," Amy insisted, her voice filled with conviction. She began recounting her adventure, describing every enchanting detail with wide-eyed wonder.

"Sounds like quite the adventure, sweetheart," her mother smiled warmly. "But you do know that magic isn't real, right?"

"I know it sounds unbelievable, Mom, but I promise you, it really happened."Amy replied.

Her father chuckled again, patting her on the back. "Well, we trust you, Amy. Your imagination is a powerful thing, and maybe Mr. Brown just knows how to make things seem magical."

"Now,you need to go to bed,and have a good sleep!"Mom ordered.

Amy returned to the bedroom very tired,but she was really happy with the new stange neighbor.