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I finally was at my old place that was still how I remembered how it was.  The smell of the fresh air made me feel like I was out in a field of flowers. 

I stared out the window of fields. I wasn't much of a city person, I loved being outside with trees all over, but the closes place I got was were I use to live. My parents loved working in the field, growing crops and making many new jams. 

As i was staring out the wind I could feel something nudge my leg. It was my cat Tyler. He was such a small cat no one wanted. 

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