Goodbye winter

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Wynter's pov
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It was late at night. I had snuck out to see my flower garden. I had four types of flowers there. Roses for Kitty, sunflowers for Summer, snowdrops for me and daisies for, well Daisy! 
But on my way there I hear, a voice. A  male voice. Curious, I begin to walk over. Then this voice tell me to run. He sounds in pain! I break into a sprint. What if his leg is broken! What is there is a savage! What is- A pain spreads over my neak. Red sprays everywhere. Then darkness.

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