My cab turns off the highway and onto a tree shaded dirt road. I sigh. This is horrific! I can believe my mom and dad sent me off to a farm. As I mumble in frustration, the car takes a turn. All i can see from the window is a giant pasture that seems to go on for hours. Further down the road, we pull up to a small, red painted home. Quite a fixer upper if you ask me. The steps look like they're about to break in, and the screened porch has holes. Just as i open the door, i hear footsteps
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