welcome to storybrook

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"No!" I screamed as i watched my papers drop from my bag and fly into the street. "Come back!

     i knew i should have closed my bag!"i quickly stopped myself no time to place blame, i have to get those papers before they blow away completely.

     in two seconds i was running crossed the street making a made dash, in attempt to "reach my ever so important papers."

     it was a cold October day and I  had on a thick brown jacket, and a white slouch hat that rested on my naturally curly/wavy brown hair, and a long colorful scarf that always fell to the ground.

    I kept tripping over the scarf, slowing me down. But at least it kept me warm.

     Suddenly my watch started beeping. "I am late to school!" I cried.

      Suddenly the wind stopped.

     I looked down and quickly took the opportunity to grab my stuff."ha, i sighed, finally."

     it then started to rain. I looked up and realized that i had no idea of where i was "I'm....lost. i said in disbelief. 

     I stopped to think. And spun around to look at my surroundings.

     I was standing in the middle of the road, in an four way intersection. I decided to turn right. "I guess i will walk this way."

     so there i went, with the wind whipping at my nose. Trying to keep a good attitude of the situation. And not knowing where i would end up.

      I wondered around a bit but mostly stayed close to the road. After a while i saw a sign. "Welcome to Storybrook." I read allowed. Sounds oddly familiar.

      i looked ahead to try and get a glimps of the town. But there was nothing there. "That's......weird. i took a step forward.

      Suddenly a big gust of wind knocked me to the ground. I  go up painfully. As the dust settled i found herself looking at a small town.

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