Gate #8

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A nosy girl, Charese entered her neighbor Old Lady Grant’s shed. Inside she found a metal bowl with many skeleton keys. One had a paper tag tied to it that read, Gate #8. She slipped the key in her pocket.

While her parent slept, Charese went into Old Lady Grant’s backyard. She saw an enormous fence across the back, with several gates. She found one with a small plaque that read Gate #8. Charese hesitated. Was the gate keeping something out, or something in? She turned the key and opened the gate. She just had to know, come what may.

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24 April 2026
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