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But how could she pay attention to long division when there was a secret hiding inside her own bedroom? When the crack now looked less like a question mark and more like the outline of a door?

“Who are you?” Kendra whispered.

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Because the house had already learned her voice. And it had no intention of giving it back. But how could she pay attention to long

She had one second to choose. Scream for her mother. Or stay and finally understand. December 22: I don’t need friends anymore

“Who’s there?” she whispered.

But the door to the wrong room was closing. The seam was sealing itself. The warm plaster pressed against Kendra’s back, pushing her forward, into the room where the other her waited with open arms.