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The house that waited part one
the quiet edge of Ashgrove Lane stood a pale blue house with white-framed windows and a porch that creaked whenever the wind passed by. Most people called it “the old house,” but to sixteen-year-old ...
Manish MahendranMy name is Manish. Buy and read my book. I am 11 yrs old.Studiying NARAYANA E TECHNO SCHOOL CO CAMPUS.
