"Timmy can you be a dear and go in the basement and get me some bread." Mom asked me "Of cours mom." I said
I ran down the hall and down the stairs, it was quiet , so quiet that i could hear myself breaving. I could'nt find the bread, then I leand on the wall and I felt a door, thow I could not see it. Right there I feelt like I was being watched. I looked around , knowone was there.
"TIMMY WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG!" my mom screamed. "I'll be right there!" Her voice startled me. I looked at the wall and there was a curtain, I pulled it down and there was door
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