The Red Dress
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Addie's on an adventure to pick the finest roses... Her garden's roses. Addie's garden was a two minute walk from her cottage. Her favorite red roses were in her garden. On her way she thought about destiny... Her destiny was unusual because it was her own and unique. She starts gliding along the meadow. "Hey," a girl says. Addie was confused. She didn't know she had neighbors. But the girl wasn't from around there, apparently she was looking at the beautiful garden, so, Addie ran to the other side to pick berries instead.The girl popped up right in front of her. "What is your name?" Addie asked. "Rebecca," she said. Rebecca wasn't an ordinary girl. She was a kind of witch-like girl: She had powers- but Addie didn't know that.
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