Chapter 8 {Epilogue}

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The day she climbed over the wall was a sunny day. Right after she put her left foot over the wall, she fell for what seemed like a very long time. She actually began to forget what she was doing until she landed on top of a pumpkin patch. The very pumpkin patch in her backyard.

"Elizabeth! Time for lunch!" her mother's voice called from the kitchen. No time had passes since the day she had gotton lost in the woods. I know, seems impossible, but hey, that's how the Orange was invented. And that, my friend, is the tale of Elizabeth Orange.

The End

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