Dewey

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Dewey looked at the empty hallway and then behind him. He was finally going to open the door. Uncle Scrooge always kept it locked and he always had the key. But today. He was going to get in.

He unlocked the door and- it opened.
He walked in the dark room and the door closed behind him. Dewey jiggled the door knob. Locked. He walked over to a box in the center of the room and lifted it up.

Inside there was a picture of three babys and a woman. "Mom?" Dewey said. He then put down the picture and looked at the other things. A journal, a pair of googles and a unopened letter.

Dewey picked up the letter and looked who it was from. Della Duck. 'To my three sons.' Dewey couldn't believe it. He put everything back in the box, put it under his arm and ran to Webby's room.

"WEBBY!!! WEBBY!!!" Dewey called. "Yeah?" Webby said, "What's in the box?" Dewey closed her door and pulled all the blinds down. "It's my mom."

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