Once upon a time there was a girl who lost much of her material possessions but was lucky to keep, love and nurture what was most important to her.
She found a new home which she loved. She had her own bedroom for the first time in her life. It was a dark and musty room but it had the most beautiful door. As in the story of Cinderella, her bedroom was also a door off the kitchen. At night when she could not sleep she found comfort in the light shining from the passage, through the warped glass panes, which reflected pretty patterns on her damp walls. The door was closed at night but she heard the comforting sounds of teenage boys playing music, laughing, telling stories, coming in late and trying to cook meals "silently" in the kitchen.
Then this girl met a boy who rescued her from the dark and musty room. She moved to a new house which she made into a bright new home. She made a pretty garden and years later decided to change the entire garden. At the same time that she changed her garden, she remembered her old home which had recently had walls and doors knocked out. She remembered the old door which no longer had a home and was about to be taken to the dump.
"Oh Yeah!", she exclaimed, "I have the perfect spot for the door!!".
So she collected the door, painted a wall, nailed the door to the wall and now the Princess has her very own secret door in her new garden.
Of course, she lived happily ever after.