after

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My life was gone, but better than ever.
People came out of their houses becoming less afraid.
We captured the devil again from my confidence of good. Helping and stuff.
The crows never left my home. We were the happly family haunting the house on cider road. People stopped being afraid. Nothing bad ever happened again. I was happy. My children were happy. No one ever stopped by my house. And it never went up for sale.

Crow's surrounded my home fliying in a circle path non stop. Everyting became normal again. There was nothing id rather have and i was happy i moved to the old school house in Nevada on cider road.

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