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I rushed out of the tree house.

It took a while to find her, hidden beneath the wild blackberry plant.

A stem had managed to get caught on her face.

There were spikes in her eyes and mouth.

All over her.

I couldn't leave her like this, so I pulled away the plant and dragged her towards the unfinished rope swing.

It was difficult to get her head through the noose.

I only left when the rope stopped swinging.

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