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Cindy slowlly walked up the long wide and never ending staircase. SHe could hear yells from her parents about the slaves being gone. She could not think of anything she could do to cover it up. She would have to tell the whole truth. WHen Cindy finally made it up to her room she slammed thee door shut and went under her bed and pulled out a small box. In the box were pictures drawings book, and memories she had kept with her all the years. One was a post card her grandmother had sent to her. It read, ” Dear child, for I know the pain and anger you have to see in that castle and the mourning you must portray, but I want you to know that even when there is darkness everywhere, your heart can show the light. Cindy read this over and over again. She realized what she had to do, and she couldn;t take it all in. Cindy new that she must tell her parents everything, including the church Cicillia and Tom. ” CIndy come DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW.”…….