Vivian plunked the last of the dusty, cardboard boxes down on the wooden floor. ... I guess it all goes to show how independent I am." she joked, adverting her eyes away from her husband's worried gaze. ... Vivian clutched on to his hand as they entered the hallway, it looked nothing like it had in her dream, and it was brightly lit with wall lamps allowing her to see the very last door at the end of the hall. ... Upstairs in the house a picture frame crashed to the floor, spraying it's shards of glass clumsily across the wooden floor. ...

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• Grade Level: High School