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The House
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The family photos on the walls jumped with each loud noise, the pictures showing a beautiful single mother with three daughters. One falls and shatters the glass over the floor.
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The photos show the girls growing up from children to teens and then on to graduating from school. The oldest has bleach-blond hair, and the middle one has red curly hair. The youngest has dyed black hair and bangs.
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Vases and other nicknacks along the shelves and end tables are shifting with each Bang as they are so close together that it's vibrating the walls.
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Other sounds can be heard from upstairs as well, At first it sounds like squeaking but once anyone listens in it is more like a high-pitched voice being cut off and then with the other sounds of grunting it makes more sense. Someone is getting absolutely fucking railed.
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