Bramblewood

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As I walk I feel tired and decide to take a rest. I put my backpack down and rest it against a big broad tree. I crouch down and and lean against the tree ,taking in the beautiful scenery. The leaves were a lucious green and spectacular. The trees were wonderful and huge. The flowers bloomed everywhere and were all kinds of purples and lilacs. Nothing was ever like this in stupid old Bramblewood. Bramblewood was famous for criminals it was basically a place were people like me ended up runaways, old criminals, gamblers, shark loaners, drug dealers and murderers. It was were the law put us and were no one comes looking for us. Only the toughest survive and I'm definitely tough. I ran away at 16 I'm 18 now and I celebrate in wherever I end up to be. I dont usually have a plan I just run to wherever. Interrupting my thoughts I heard rustling in the bushes.  I picked up my backpack and looked around suspiciously. Then I heard a twig cracked and I heard footsteps.

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Authors note
Heyy my unicorns this my second ever story on wattpad. Pls comment suggestions and improvements. I have a story called paperhearts on another account. I will not use the account anymore its called "unicornreader101"

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