The begining

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The wind was pounding on my bedroom window while all of the doors were rapidly slamming across the other side of the house. I ran as my long, curly, dirty blonde hair whipped across my black shirt that was designed with the words the neighborhood on it. I quickly slammed each window closed so the wind stopped flying through. I slowly walked back into my bedroom and changed out of my sweat pants. I roamed through the closet and found a pair of black skinny jeans that I threw on along with my black and white converse. I grabbed my keys and headed out to my car. My mom was out running some errands and my dad was working. I decided that it wouldn't be too early to start looking for my Halloween costume. After all it was October 4. I had got an invitation to some kids Halloween party that goes to my school. I drove to the nearest Halloween Spirit and picked up some Starbucks on the way. I ran my hand through the top of my head once attempting to make my hair look a little bit more presentable.

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