She was missing three pairs of shoes. It was too expensive to send them to her, so we went to her house.

Her father was upstairs working. I began peeling away paint from the banister with my fingernails. There were so many layers of chipped paint.

A family broke into my house through the sliding glass door. They said they were from Chicago and they brought me a new set of keys.

My father was there the whole time.

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