Becoming Fall

Becoming Fall

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The leaves had all fallen off the trees, the large oak tree stood outside the classroom, Fall sat watching the bare branches sway in the Autumn winds as the first signs of winter crept in. "Class" Mrs O'Connell shouted. "It's that time, each of you need to read your creative writing. We will start with Fall." Mrs O'Connell pointed at Fall. A petite, ginger haired girl sat at the back of the class. "Fall are you with us?" Fall nodded, snapping out of her daydream. Fall stood picking up her book, walking to the front of the class. She stood there looking out at the sea of eyes staring back at her, looking down at the floor. "what's your creative writing piece about?" "They say write what you know, so my piece is my story. Becoming Fall." Fall took a deep breath.
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