The Mirror
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Emily was your average teenage girl who loves art. She recently moves house to a big wooden house In the middle of the countryside. She leaves behind her friends and family and is ready to explore her new home. All seemed well until she stumbled across a locked door at the end of the hall way. What secrets hide behind this door?
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