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*Blanca* “I need to get out of here.” It’s the only thought I can allow to enter my mind. It’s the same thought that has kept me going ever since I was old enough to understand that I am not like the others. I need to get the hell out of here and never look back. I’m sitting on my bed with my legs pulled up to my chest, thinking about where I would go. The door is locked from the outside again, but I have the key the mice stole for me hidden away in one of the mouse holes. I can get out. But once I do… where do I go? I hear my door knob rattle, and it startles me. “Blanca, open this f*****g door!” My brother’s voice booms, and my breath catches in my that. “I… can’t,” I stammer, leaping off the bed and approaching the barrier. “It’s locked from the outside.” “What?” Kieran swears un