Today we were on a tour of FDR’s House. After exploring the bottom floor of the house everybody moved upstairs. As I looked through the rooms I came across the lift FDR uses to move between floors. I took a step on it causing the lift to fall below the bottom floor crashing into the void below. I ended up falling down with it. My balancing skills weren’t on point that day. After falling I looked up from where the lift had fallen from. For a lift it wasn’t good at lifting people. Seeing the shattered lift on the ground made me realize I just destroyed FDR’s personal lift, which is not something you want to be held responsible for. Now that I think about it, the lift probably didn’t meet up the with fire safety requirements anyway.
Surprisingly enough no one heard all the noise that lift made when it crashed, which was really inconvenient. I fell in some random cave and I couldn't get out! I may be a Courageous Writer but I'm not too fond of exploring random caves underneath the president’s house. What is this some kind of fictional writing?! I looked around the cave trying to figure out what it was doing under FDR’s house. Then it hit me, this is FDR’s secret underground superhero base/headquarters/summer retreat! There was no explanation for this! Besides that fact that this was most likely some random cave underground. But if this really is FDR's superhero base/ headquarters/ summer retreat, what kind of superhero would he be? What would he be called? Probably something America related. Superman 2.0! No. The American Hero Defender of the 50 States! No; that one is way too long. How about...Eagle-Man! I guess that would work. Eagles are cool. FDR, also known as Eagle-Man President By Day Vigilante By Night. But where is his costume? The National Parks Service must be hiding it somewhere.
Satisfied with my theory I walked off into the non-existent sunset. Then I stopped and realized that there was no clear exit to the cave. In other words, I was going to be here for awhile. This is even worse than the Vanderbilt Mansion incident. “Who writes these things anyway!?!?”