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The gingerbread house looked delicious, but something about it was scary. I had been making gingerbread houses with my mother at Christmas time since I was a little girl, but I had never seen one that was life-sized. Still, I couldn't resist all of those delicious goodies. I pulled a piece of licorice off of the window sill.

"Who's that out there?" a loud voice boomed from inside the house.

"Clara....," I said in a small, scared voice.

"Why are you taking apart my house?" the voice yelled again.

"I thought it was a candy treat. Whenever I make gingerbread houses with my mother, I get to eat them," I replied.

"Well...this house isn't for you to eat. Go away or I'll cut your fingers off!" came the loud voice again.

What would be the best closing sentence for this story?