Walk in the park

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"So do you suppose ws should take anything?" Asked Mary.
"Maybe we could bring our lunch, and a blanket." Said Jane.
Your parents gave me money if we wanted to go buy lunch in the town." Mary, Jane, and Michael walked out the door, greeted by the bright rays of the sun peaking through the trees.

"Alright, which path leads to the deli?"

"The right one!" Said Jane hurridly.

"No. Its the left Jane, we always take the left." Insisted Michael.

"Well, how about we take the left path, and then if it is wrong," Mary said looking at Jane, "We'll the right one."

"Ok, Alright." they both agreed.

As they were walking along the dirt road, they heard the sounds of birds chirpping, the plants swaying in the wind. A nice breeze swept over them, like a cold reffreshing glass of water. The only sound was their feet patting the ground.

Whenever Michael walked through the forest, he always wanted to do something to it. Like make a fort or a tree house. Or a secret hiding place in a bush somewhere.

Then he heard a sound.
He whipped around to see if there was something, or someone behind him. Nothing.

"Are you alright Michael?" Jane said startling him.

"Yeah, yeah. Fine." He responded.
"I just have a feeling im being watched."

"Oh don't be silly Michael!" Jane laughed."Who would be watching you anyway?!?"

"Yeah....your right, i guess no one."

"Or a cute little bunny rabbit!" Jane
said squealing as a small furry brown creme rabbit hopped up next to her. "Aww, are you lost? You poor thing come here....."

"Jane, be careful. You don't want to hurt it."

"I won't Mary. Don't worry!"

Jane reached for the rabbit slowly with steady hands, trying as soft as she could to pick it up.
"And....Got Ya!!!"
Jane said tumbling for the rabbit, which got away.

"We have to go after him!
Hes got a little bruse. I saw it where a bit of his hair was missing!"

"Well Jane we cant go too far in to the woods. But we can try and find your rabbit."Mary said cheerfully.

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