My friends and I ask Mrs. Master if we can visit Auntie's Farm. She replies "Sure hun, just be back by sundown." I have a goofy smile plastered onto my face as I follow my friends out the door. We run out on our scrawny two legs jump and then transform mid-air, then scramble to get footing. We keep loping 'til we pass heart gate, and gaze at it for a split second before continue on our way. We stop at The Triple Trek and decide on the middle path. The path was covered by wild wheat, I noticed as I bounded after the leader of our group.
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Again sorry it's so short
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