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« on: April 12, 2018, 12:11:24 PM »

The old door is heavy and feels rough to the touch from the age of the wood. The house was one of the first, built on the marshland, yellow stucco with brown vertical stripes. There was a musty smell to the house and the floors creaked like a rusty swing set in the wind. He peeks through an old key hole, the one that a skeleton key would fit in, looking to find out who was talking in the other room. Someone called the other day saying they wanted to buy the old house that he called his home. His mind was a Ferris Wheel slowing turning and giving him that sinking feeling in his stomach. His heart was like train barreling down the track at enormous speed, rife with anticipation. He could taste disappointment, and it was as bitter as grapefruit juice......
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