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Her braid became tangled in the thick brush and she started to panic upon realizing she couldn't get out. Still thrashing and kicking her leg as she pushed her arms against the bushes sturdy branches to try and free herself, seeing it was to no avail. She started crying.

"Nat-Nat!" She cried loudly, tears streaking her plump cheeks. "Nat! Nat! Nat!"

For the split moment, she began to think she'd see her mommy and daddy again, with that scaring her even more, Elena bawled loudly until the bushes started rustling. Then parted, untimately freeing Elena who fell to the ground face first. She sat up, still crying, upset, and scared.

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