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Among the blinding darkness through the gusty trees, I crouched on the floor, not making a sound. The wind was thick and cold, sending shivers down my spine.
Il étais une fois des petit frère un qui sapelle Martin et l'autre Samuel . Un jour le matin il partie a l'école .Il parle avec ses ami et tout a coup l'école prend en feu.
Alana ran towards the light to find the boy that had gone missing. "whats your name?" Alana asked in a frightened tone which she ment to be relif.
You know, there's a legend about an old grove in the woods; they call it the Secret Grove. Not because it's a secret, because everyone in the kingdom knows of its existence.