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As narrated by Zee:
We all freeze as the back door squeaks open.
Meez’s face goes white.
It’s dead silent, as we stand on the eggy kitchen flour, icing sugar and yolk dripping off our faces, egg shells in our hair, watching in fear as the door opens wider. 735 more words
i was 13, going on 14 when i decided i knew all that is needed to be known and possessed all the wisdom of the world. 4,322 more words