The house

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It was a dark and stormy night when I was at home and alone.My name is Elizabeth.I am only 14 years old.My family passed away when I was 3.I was adopted by a strange person who had a really big house.It wasn't just a normal house.I felt that it was like a living thing.I only got to see my dad that adopted me 1 time a year.I had nobody else and when I looked out my window and saw the world it felt like a prison.I never got to leave because I have been locked in my room ever since I was 10.The maid that lived their gave my food 3 times a day.The maid had a long tail and really big teeth.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 05, 2017 ⏰

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