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was something Clara was shouting that
made us rush for the door.
“It just fell all over me!” she was
screaming. “My hair's ruined. My clothes
are ruined. Look at me!”
Peeping cautiously out of my bedroom
door, Jake and I looked.
It was true. Clara’s hair and clothes
seemed to be smothered in slimy, oozing
white stuff. Jake’s mouth dropped open and
we both stared in disbelief.
Clara spotted us as she crashed across
the landing.
“What are you staring at?” she yelled. “Go
away! I hate you both!”
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