The chosen  path

The chosen path

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The woods are hiding the cliff so protectively. A voice always called me, to give the answers to my unknown question. But I never minded it. Because it is an abandoned place. I walked through the hidden path through the woods. It's a creepy wood. Crunching of leaves and sticks under my shoe producing weird sounds. The small cool breeze. The trees are shaking slightly. It's a higher portion of the town. Precisely a hill side. So the breeze here will be soothing and also terrifying like it is hiding something. ************ Four people,lots of adventure, highschool fun, friendshipand some happy family moments. Warning.......This is my first story
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