Gates (by Candace)
June 26th 2012 When we arrived at CPI, we entered through a large gate. Nothing crossed my mind initially, until we left the school and each house was surrounded by a gate. Each gate was different in size and color, but they each protected the houses. I thought it was very unique. The first morning of school, my Mamá Tica handed me a set of keys; one key to the gate and the other for the door. I remember thinki
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