Stay Out of the Attic
One day me and my sister were playing in my room. I had a vase on my dresser. We were having our lunch when we were finished we went back in my room. My vase broke. We heard noise in the attic. I went, my Jack-in-the-box was moved. I went back down, me and Tyra never ever went back up there again. Now nothing in this world will make me change my mind.
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