The Forest Of Change

The Forest Of Change

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"Take a walk with me." Demanded Luke. "Where to?" Asked Gabby. "The Forest of change!"said Luke. Gabby let go of Luke's hand and stared at him. Luke turns around and looks at her. "Why did you stop?" He asked . "Stop! For once can you grow up it's just a myth . This is serious!" She yelled. "Have hope!" Said Luke. Gabby didn't respond, instead she looked away. " Do you want your sister back?" He asked. " Yes and badly." She said as her eyes start to water. "Then let's go!" Luke says as he grabs Gabbys hand again and starts running for the forest.
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Jenny and I were way ahead of the others. He was talking but I was thinking and ignored him. Instead I was enjoying the beauty of nature, looking at all the beautiful trees. Then suddenly one of the trees caught my attention. It was very big, tall, and beautiful. For some reason I was immediately attracted to it. I stopped in front of it and observed it. My boyfriend was still mumbling. I reached out and touched the tree. Then I realized there was writing on it. It looked like someone had carved it with a knife, but the letters looked too good to be made by someone carelessly. Unless they are an artist or something. PINTU KE DUNIA LAIN. "I wonder what's written there," Jenny said. "Entrance to another world," I said, staring at the words. "How do you know what's written there? What language is it?" "I don't know. Somehow, it seems familiar." "How?" "I don't know." I began to feel the words on the tree, then I began to trace the words with my finger. Jenny clung to me as usual. When I traced the last letter of the last word, suddenly a blue light appeared. The light grew into a large ring around the pitch black portal. Without understanding why, I moved towards it. Jenny tried to stop me but she was small and I was strong. We both disappeared from where we stood. Then fell to the ground in the forest. But this forest was different. This was definitely not America.

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