Words We Forgot
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I walked through the long hallway. Gazing at the seemingly endless dust covered pictures on the walls. It was clearly abandoned, as I could only hear my own footsteps. I went down the steps at the end of the hallway to find a closed closet. It was locked, but the knob was old and snapped off. I pushed it in to reveal a pink petticoat hung neatly. There was an envelope hanging out the pocket, it was completely sealed...
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"I have an idea!" I said slamming my room door closed. "No, the last time you said those words they got us arrested." Ellie complained. Pascal shook her head. "We didn't get arrested, it was just a warning." "No, it wasn't-" "Stop!" I interrupted. Pascal and Elliot could argue for ages and we didn't have time for that. "We're going to do something memorable." "Like getting pizza?" Cooper spoke up. I rummaged in my closet looking for something. "No. Like do something crazy." "We could go out and get some pizza." "God, Coop. Forget the pizza!" I shouted from deep within my closet. Pascal came to the closet door and peered in at me. "What are you doing?" I finally found what I was looking for and re-emerged from within. Ellie eyed it curiously. "What is that?" I went over to my bed again and showed them the contents inside the bag. Dozens of popsicle sticks tumbled out. Well over sixty. Pascal sucked in a breathe and covered her mouth. "Oh my gosh, I forgot all about those." "Same." Coop agreed coming over to my bed. Ellie sat on the bed next to me and groaned. "I think I know where this is going." What better way to celebrate graduating high school than a dare here, a thrill there. That's exactly what Aqua thought as she pulled popsicle sticks with unused adventures from deep within her closet.
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