Something New

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          "Well, I was brining in this box." I replied with a smile.

           I walked out of the kitchen, through the front door, and picked up another box. This box was a little heavier though it read "CLAIRE'S ROOM", written in sharpie. I carried the box up the stairs, walked into my new bedroom. I set the box down in the middle of the room with the rest of my boxes. As I walked around the room I started noticing little details, I looked out the window and at the giant backyard. Then I decided to walked over to the closet, as I started to opened the sliding wooden door to the closet.

To Be Continued . . .


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