The wind whistled through the weeping willows.The girl walked warily through the woods in Washington.It was a Wednesday weeknight, and when she had went for a walk through the woods near her house, she had gotten lost.Her wide eyes withheld her fear as she wove her way through the weeds.She wondered if she would ever find her way out of this forest.Her woolen scarf kept her warm in the cold winter air.The tall wicked trees towered around her as she wandered.She was worried about wolves coming out and attacking her.She wept and whimpered, worried that she would never find her way home because she was weak and wimpy. She was wearing only her warm pajamas and her scarf.Finally, she found her way home. She was relieved.
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