(A/N Thank you guest person for liking this story so much. ^^ Oh and I own nothing from the One Piece universe, Oda is just the god I worship.)

Nothing good ever happens after 2 a.m. so I should've just done the smart thing and stayed in my bed, but noooo, I had to go investigate. Though finding a magical portal was pretty cool and-

Wait, I'm going to start at the absolute beginning. Only then can I procrastinate more. And yes, I'm procrastinating right now. I'm not sure what to do at this moment, you see? I'm here, pretending to be unconscious because I don't feel mentally ready to face my hallucinations. Pretty crazy, right? Don't worry too much about me though. I'm not crazy yet. At least I hope not. I'm also procrastinating on the decision of what to do with my life. Being seventeen is so hard. Why do I have so many difficult decisions so suddenly? Mostly my decisions have always been pretty standard, like making the decision on whether to be asleep or not asleep. Which, by the way is also my lives motto and, as you can probably guess, always results in me choosing the asleep option, especially during biology. Sign.

Anyway, it all started when I woke up at 3 a.m. Now I am NOT some weirdo who wakes up for fun at 3 a.m. I have an actual reason for waking up so inhumanly early. There was this loud rumbling noise thingy or something else noisy, which I'm pretty sure was around 3 a.m. because I remember waking up and thinking 5 more minutes before falling asleep again.

So at 5 a.m. I awoke again and looked at my alarm clock, cursed, then went to get some water. Only on my way to the kitchen, I saw a note lying on the table. It was the chore list my mom made. It contained all the things I had to do while she was at work. She always leaves one of those when she has a night shift. Suddenly, I remembered that I still hadn't taken out the trash. So I went full speed and took it out before my mom discovered I hadn't done it. It's all part of a deal, you see? If I do chores when my mom has to work, I can get money for anime, figurines, manga, etc. On my way down the stairs of my apartment to the outside world of things and the lovely trashcan that was my destination, I passed a door that hadn't been there before. Though I didn't realize it until I had already dumped the trash outside. Then I thought I was insane, ran back to that door and mentally kicked myself for not noticing it before. Although, if I look back at it now I was pretty sleepy when I walked passed it in the first place.

Anyways, there was suddenly a door where there previously were mailboxes. It wasn't like the door was weird, it was just a regular door, like all the other doors in the apartment complex. It just wasn't there before. Also the mailboxes were next to the entrance of the apartment complex, so that door didn't even make any sense. It would just lead to the outside. Only, you couldn't see the door from the outside. That made it a bit super weird and all…

So how did I know that this door was a portal? Because I'm a Gryffindor, (Don't argue with me, I can last all night), I decided that opening the door was a great idea. So I opened the mystery door, because that's what any sane person would do really… haha…

I ended up seeing an ocean.

Considering this was still the random doorway that appeared where our letterboxes were, and the fact that the door next to it lead to the street, it was more than a little bizarre. So I blinked a few times, pinched myself then walked back upstairs.

Then I remembered I left the mystery door wide open, so I walked downstairs again to close it. After that I closed the door and proceeded upstairs again.

Back inside my room I fell on my bed and closed my eyes and before I knew it my mom was calling me to breakfast. I turned around to my alarm clock and luckily it turned out to be 9 a.m. a way more reasonable time for waking up. The door I decided was the effect of reading way too much fanfiction. Just some random daydream that was really detailed. Maybe someone put weed in my food? Probably Ter, that little-

I'm not sure if I should be glad or scared that the door was still there when I came down again.