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Written by by Reida Wentworth
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Mr. and Mrs. Dunsly of Number Four Drivel Drive, were proud to say they were perfectly normal in every single way. They owned a brand new home--so new the trees surrounding it were as small as shrubs and their lawn was mowed so frequently it was bald. Their house proudly stood among all the other bland houses and if you didn;t know the house number you could easily find yourself parked at your neighbor's house ten houses down. There was no way of telling which house was yours since they all looked the same. Nothing unusual or eyecatching was in their flower beds, either, just the usual daisies and marigolds, and the Dunslys were quite content that they drew no attention to themselves whatsoever. That was what normal people did, you see. They blended in, they never stood out of the crowd.
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