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As I walked along the gravel path, I thought about my tragic past. Later on the journey, I found a mansion. I opened the giant door to find inside a golden stair case that rapped around the tall wicked vines. I looked in every little room, they were each made to look like a past memory of mine. One room was dark and molded every inch you stared, but another room was bright and cheerful, with a hint of joy. I wondered everywhere, but I felt like something was off. I lied against a book case, but then it opened to find a sneaky little door to a very secret room. I crawled inside this little door way to find a control room. It was colorful, but the one side was colorful, but the other half was not, it was gray. I looked around the control room. It was a very big space to fit a family of four in to. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder, and turned around to find a colorful person, she looked like the rainbow. "Um...What are you doing here. You..you..are not supposed to be here." The colorful person asked. I stated back and told the whole adventure I had been through before I gotten there. " oh well hi, glad to meet you, Jessie!. My name is gladness" she gladly said. Then there were more of them, well just three more. One was named depression, the other aggression, and the last one fear. They all were so nice to me....
Not like when I was alive though

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