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Day 341

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There were no homes for miles until they reached the farm, one yellow and one green house directly next to their new house. From the outside, the house was in complete disarray, allowing them to look right into the living room through a hole in the wall. “Well here she is!” the man said, almost speaking simultaneously with a tree falling at that exact moment. Each kid stepped outside of the car in a unique manner, admiring or criticizing the house in their minds. No matter their first thoughts, they were going to have to step inside at some point. Once they gave each other the look, they knew it was time to go.


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