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"It should be around here somewhere," y/f/n announced, "it'll be on our right." I surveyed the area around us. Nothing. We walked a bit further. "Ah, here it is." I said, pointing to a metal picket fence. "We have to walk around. Looks like we're at the back. There should be a gate up front."

As we made our way around, I studied the state of the orphanage."Damn, when was this place built?"

"1831, I believe."

Its windows were broken, the shingles were falling off, and the wraparound porch was sunken in (only in certain places, though. phew.). If I could describe it in one word, I think dilapidated would just about sum it up. "This place is creepier than I thought it'd be. Sweet." I whispered under my breath.

We now stood at the front gate. I pushed it open.
"Oh.my.god. There's a playground!" my friend excitedly squealed. "Can you get a picture of me on the seesaw?"

I obliged and hurried back to the gate when I was finished. "Can we go home now?" I begged.

"No, silly. We have to go inside." y/f/n said. She reassured me I'd be fine and dragged me inside. We managed a safe entry.

"Aw, look, there's a tricycle." my friend pointed out. She let go of my arm and walked over to it. "Watch this." she said as she sat down and began to pedal. I laughed. It was too small for her.

Feeling a bit more at ease, I decided to take a look around. Everything was perfectly preserved - left untouched for almost two hundred years. I walked over to a picture frame hanging from one of the walls and observed. It showcased the kids that used to live here. How sentimental. I lifted the bottom of my shirt and used it to brush the coating of dust off the frame. My eyes were immediately drawn to one photo in particular. I read the name underneath it: "Jake Sim." His picture was...of a wall? He didn't appear to be in it. I shrugged it off and moved on. I took a stack of papers from a nearby bookshelf and searched for a place to sit. I spotted a table and sat down. It included drawings, essays, and, most interestingly, silly notes? I read one aloud:
"Jake is a chicken."

"Oh, wow. That's funny," I heard an unfamiliar voice say.