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"Sarah, you got a package in the mail," my mom yelled.
"Yeah! It's probably a birthday present!" I tore the brown paper off to find an old wooden box. I opened it up and there were colored pencils in the box.
"Who's it from?" my mom asked.
"I don't know, there's no card, " I said.
"That's strange, " we both say at the same time.
"Jinks, buy me a coke, " we both say again.
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