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The blood red roses darken the woods as I was blinded by the sun piercing through the trees as it makes a reflection from the creek. The sweet scent of flora covering the forest floor as the trickling water flowing softly down the stream a voice telling me to follow as she steps closer to me drowns out the creek when the metallic taste of the expired water in my bottle when I feel the nerves in my stomach telling me to run but my body decides to stay where it is in the Ice cold creek beneath me, with the frozen water leaking through my shoes I decide to stay and see what this person wants . . .
Kia ora Matt Its Morgan here. I really like your descriptive writing I think that it is really cool and descriptive. I really like the sentence the blood red roses darken the woods. E Noho ra (bye).
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