The Room That Was Actually Not There

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There’s a room in my old house that only my twin and I remember. It was at the end of the hallway and we would go in it every now and then to play.

We would forget about it for long periods of time and then randomly remember it and decide to go in.

Our parents never told us not to go in it, but it always felt like we were sneaking in for some reason.

One day we remembered the room and decides to go in but it wasn’t there anymore. It never appeared again and our parents don’t remember it at all.

–Simonoel

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