chapter 6

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    Prensisco had just woken up from her night’s sleep. She was sitted at her bed staring into blank space. She could hear her grandmother cough profusely. She suddenly thought of picking flowers for her grandmother again so, she went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth. She got dressed in her cloak and went to eat breakfast."What are you wearing? Why are you dressed like that?"her stepmother asked."um... I was going to pick flowers for grandma, Where is grandma?" Prensisco said trying her best to change the
topic. "Oh, she is still at her bedroom," her stepmother replied Prensisco.
           Prensisco ate her breakfasst quickly and went out with a basket. She went to a special place in their country. In winter, it still have flowers growing in a field. She knew about that field so, she went there to pick flowers for her grandmother.
               She walked there. It took her about 6 minutes. (She walks fast!) After not long, she reached the field. She went in and saw a wowan telling a young girl the price of a flower. Now she was indoors. She went to the outdoor field. Out there, she saw cherry blossoms, roses, daisies and dandelions. She thought that her grandmother would love the cherry blossoms. Suddenly she remembered that her grandmother liked daisies more than other types of flowers.Uh never mind, she thought. I’ll just pick cherry blossoms. Without anymore hesitation, she picked some cherry blossoms and put it in the basket. After that, she went to pay the price for the cherry blossoms. Then, she went back home.
    Meanwhile, she was walking, she felt dizzy.  She tried to walk home properly.  She didn’t give up on trying. She walked home with her hands shaking, her mind all spinning. Whatever she saw was a blurr and she could not make out what was infront of her. She felt as if her head was heavy and hard like a rock, her eyes tired and constantly opening and closing. She felt tired. She felt like she just wanted to go home and lie on her bed. All that she wanted to do now is to sleep. Her fingers were full of sweat. Slowly, she realized that she was not walking properly so, she tried even harder. The more she tried, the more her hand trembled. The more tired she got, the more her eyes keep closing. Suddenly, she couldn’t stand it anymore. So, she just let her body collapse onto the ground. She fainted. On the snow. In the middle of  nowhere. Not really nowhere but in the middle of the path. The path people walk on to go to the town, where her house was. She blocked the path. Now no one can walk. Unless they jump over her or walk on her body.

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