Not All Woods Are Scary, Are They?
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I was walking from school in the woods, like every normal day. I came across a strange part of the woods (tought was a mistake). I spotted a small hut in the midst of trees, suddenly i felt an arm touch me ...
I turned my head slightly. My eyes caught a horrible sight, well at least i thought so, I had been touched by a cute strawberry ♡. I have to admit I was terrified at first until it gave me a hug.I was about to ask it something when it opened its mouth ready to bite me. suddenly, i woke up and noticed it was just a dream all along, i was glad cos it was very scary.
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