ERICA
I opened the door and walked into my house. I called to see if Callie was home yet. I didn’t hear a reply and I opened the door to her room. All her bags were gone. There was no trace of her, except a photo that had been left behind of her and I, and the silver key that I had given her that morning. I pulled my phone out of my pocket.
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