House

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The loud thunder clap made her head jerk up in surprise. The can driver let out a small chuckle and announced their arrival. Placing the correct amount of money into his hands she said a small 'thank you' before slipping her large body out of the small taxi. She sighed as her eyes roamed over the sight in front of her. "Just like old times," she reminisced. Her large duffle bag looked small against her large frame. She waddled towards the front door. The small decking creaked beneath her feet and she giggled like a young girl, "not even a little different." Her fingers slipped under the door mat revealing the key to the front door. The cool metal sat in her large hand and she wasted no time before opening the door she hasn't opened in years.

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