When my grandson was 11 we came upon this abandoned house one day while out. He went to look in the window while I stayed back. On the way home we made up a story about it.
When my grandson was 11 we came upon this abandoned house one day while out. He went to look in the window while I stayed back. On the way home we made up a story about it.
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