The Room Upstairs

The Room Upstairs

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The last thing I remember was sitting in a car with my best friend Jamie. We were looking out of the window, and to my dilemma, we stopped in front of what seemed like a very old building. The windows were cracked, and the door was the only thing that seemed kind of normal about that "School". Displayed in big letters was the name "Dorothy's Catholic School". Even though that school seemed very worn down, the first thing I actually saw was a room all the way at the top. The windows were nailed shut, and there were chains on top. Jamie and me were looking up at the window wondering what could be so bad that it had to be nailed shut. We got out of the car, and stepped into the front yard. A very old looking lady came up to us and introduced herself. "Hello der students, my name is Dorothy Meyers, and I have been eager to meet you. I've heard fantastic things about you. I will show you to your rooms in just a bit, in the meantime, take a seat in our auditorium."
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