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Opening it up
The door creaked and groaned as I pulled it up, dust and stale air rushing out to greet us. My siblings wrinkled their noses, muttering something about this locker being a waste of their time. Some were even questioning why they tagged along in the first place. It wasn’t like I asked them to come with me or anything. They just wanted to mock me some more, I guess.
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