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It was my thirteenth year on a cold winter's day, as I walked through the enchanted forest, I could see the tall silent trees holding large amounts of snow in their long branches. The ground was white as the snow had enslave it too. The whole landscape seemed a deserted one…the trees, the snow, the sun appeared to me as if they were only decorative objects in a silent play. The frozen atmosphere entered my blood and I felt frozen too. Then, I heard some sounds. I felt compelled to walk on and find the place of these sounds, and when the forest cleared I was standing on a hill and before me was a great plain and upon it dark grey clouds stood.
Approximate Word count = 400 Approximate Pages = 1.6 (250 words per page double spaced)
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