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Hardly breathing, for fear that the sound might give away her location, Amanda hides as still as a stone behind a long-hanging shirt deep inside her bedroom closet, desperately hoping to remain unnoticed when her pursuer inevitably pulls open the door. After a few long moments, he finally does, and her heart races as his eyes rove over the small space, finally coming to rest while facing her direction.
“I found you!” shouts the boy in triumph, before he explains to his sister that he noticed the toe of her shoe sticking out from beneath the shirt.