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Creative Writing

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afternoon
in the woods
reflective
flowers (
pale and drawn
home; chores
"Where are they?"

She was alone. A soft green light filtered through the trees and mixed colorfully with the afternoon pink sunset. The vibrant colors of the sunset made her feel warm and calm, but then the darkness of the woods over came her. She was back, back to that place where she was alone.
She was afraid. She never liked being alone. Alone meant pain. Alone meant fear.