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Walking into the new house it was how I remembered it just it didn't smell like old smoke.
The floors still creaked my guess is momma never got the floor fixed like she said she would.
Walking up the old tattered wooden steps I see my old room a head, "it doesn't look like momma changed it at all". I exclaim , the pink Teddy bear now covered with dust. Blowing the dust off a smile peaks across Charlottes  face. "As a child I would never go anywhere with out this".

Letting out a sight and Charlotte collapses on the bed. Slowly letting her eyes get heavy, closing her eyes.
Being at peace again she falls asleep.

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