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The Confusion
The sky looked as if it was a blank canvas. It seemed like someone placed white cotton balls on the canvas and took a long brush, ready to dip it in the cold, clear water. After that she seemed to choose what color to paint on the mysterious picture. Soon, out of the blue, a long brown trunk formed. It seemed as if the branches were bare but there was still one, tiny, red leaf clinging from the long, elegant branch. Slowly that last vivid leaf fell off the branch and onto the collection of leaves that were on the dead grass…
Right under that bare, tree was a wooden bench. On that wooden bench was a little girl; her brown eyes stared at the once lively park. Her blond stranded hair blew in the scornful breeze…On that deadly silent day at the park.
After a few minutes of sitting on the wooden bench the girl stood up and started scurrying onto the abandoned pathway, not knowing where it led to. She heard the dirt crinkle as her shoes touched the ground. The sun seemed to dissolve behind the trees. Everything looked as if it was a shadow as she came nearer and nearer towards a pitch black tunnel. As she resumed from the tunnel and went back to what seemed reality, she came out to seek upon the sun hovering over her. The heat waves felt as if they were strangling her. She stopped as she took big huffs of a breath… Her tiny eyes seemed to seal shut and she slowly fell onto a pile of swarming flowers…
Her eyes opened wide to see a bunch of multiple colored flowers. She could smell the dwelling flowers that seemed to waver off on her as if it was perfume. Everything seemed to be such a conundrum as she looked down at that path that disappeared in the distance.
She soon started to gallop throughout the path; then came to a halt. Right in front of her eyes was a gigantic piece of pointy lead. In fact it seemed like a pencil and holding the huge pencil was a little girl that can be identified as her twin. They both had brown eyes, blonde hair and tiny little freckles on their face. In fact that was not her twin that was the little girl herself…
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I find it kinda cool how you seem to have a precise story length! Have you written any story longer? It's just something I found interesting :D
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