Drive

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The rocking of the bus gave her a nauseated feeling. She plugged in her ear buds to drown out the nausea. The view outside was enchanting. The cherry blossom trees shined various shades of pink and purple. Closed her eyes to imagine a world where those trees surrounded her. Calling their spells, asking for her presence. Sparkling aura filled the air, she inhaled the power it held. Filling her with power. Her dry hands never felt softer. Everything felt lifted, free. She felt a sudden jolt forward, her eyes sprang open. Startled in confusion. The bus stopped. She took a deep breath, reminded that she has the power.

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