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Frank's POV

  The school was big and ominous, covering my car in shadows. I stopped by the office for a map to the music/arts department. I got one and was on my way. After walking for a while, I saw a door. Room 103, basment level. I had arrived.  

Sorry this was so short. Also, this is purely fiction. I am pretty young and this is my first published story ever. I am not very good a writing just yet, so bare with me here. One last thing. If you came for a diry story, this is not somthing that would interest you. Once again, I am pretty young, so please be the mature person you are, and don't be mean or potty-mouthed when commenting, and show your friends this if you like it. The more the marrier.
                            -Melaina1003

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