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Despite the rain bucketing down outside of her window, she pulled the duvet back and padded to the window and lifting it upwards just enough for her to climb outside via grabbing her satchel and pulling on a pair of skinny jeans and a red checkered short sleeved shirt.

Even though the rain matted down her hair she kept walking, turning a sharp right, further into the wood.

She climbed up the wooden ladder into the small tree-house and sat down pulling out a A3 sketch pad from the miniature cupboard sitting to the left of her head as well as a blue biro and two lead pencils.

She sketched a girl, about the age of 10 or 12, sitting on a pile of leaves looking around her as if she is lost, scared and has tears running down her cheeks.

As she stops drawing and leaves the large formatted book on the floor of the smaller house.

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