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Fall

Creative Created on 12-3-06 Views(56) Story Rating G

Sweeping, and whirling, and blowing in my face the wind blows by me brushing my cheeks as if it had hands, and was grabbing my face to give me a kiss.   The sidewalk was cold, and bare, and all that adorned it were brown and red, and orange crispy colored leaves.   I dig my hands deeper into my pockets, and sink my head farther into the comfort of my collared jacket.  It starts to rain.....I love the rain...one of natures best features.   I love this freedom....I love this season.

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On December 3rd 2006 yourbaby16 Said :
yourbaby16 whoa thats great i could really see everthing that you were talking about you have a great way with words
On December 3rd 2006 AubrieirbuA Said :
AubrieirbuA hmhmmm your neat.