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Scenery
Sept 23, 2012 9:05:18 GMT -5
Post by Vivia Peterson on Sept 23, 2012 9:05:18 GMT -5
It was early in the morning. It was a little cold out. Vivia walked, looking to a high point of the mountain. She turned her head and looked to the desert. It was flat, but worst when it was windy. The sand wuold blast at you and it hurt. Vivia carried a basket. She was planning to have picnic, with no one else. Mary was busy back at home. She saw a large tree. She smiled and decided she would eat there. She sat there and toke out a piece of chese. She nibbled on it. She was hungry from having to travel here.
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