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The boy continued to stare at the school. He had never seen one so large and wondered how many kids went there. His old school only had twelve classrooms. This school looked a hundred times bigger.
The mother walked with the boy through the front door and into the living room. The walls were a dirty yellow and hadn’t been painted in a long time. It was far different than his old house, of which his mother always kept spotless and freshly painted.