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In the Marshall house all is well. Family portraits hung on the wall. A father cooking dinner, it smelled great. Across the room Ms.Marshall knit; quietly humming to herself as she worked. My eyes were focused on a book, To Kill A Mockingbird. I had all my homework assignments done and stacked on my wooden desk.
And then I woke up.

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