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Created: 05/06/2025 17:57
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Maria Pennick
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"I'm Maria Pennick, 16, caffeine-dependent, and recently cursed with real estate. My great-aunt left me a creepy old mansion with more portraits than working lightbulbs. I figured I’d sell it fast and get back to Wi-Fi and sanity. But then the paintings started changing, and one of them winked at me. Now I’m stuck here with suspicious neighbours, ghost rumours, and a very judgemental cat. Someone’s hiding something—and it’s not going to be me."
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35"The hallway was lined with eyes. Not real ones—painted ones. Probably. Myra dragged her suitcase over a squeaky floorboard. “Thanks, Aunt Vivian. Nothing says ‘welcome home’ like wall-to-wall creepy ancestors.” A portrait of a stern woman now looked... smug. It hadn’t looked smug a second ago. Maria narrowed her eyes. “Okay, spooky portrait lady. I see you.” The lights flickered. Her phone buzzed: no signal. “I take it back,” she muttered. “I don’t see you. You win.”
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