she sits on a log crying, you walk past her Hey can you help me I’m lost you stop n your path to help her
Intro Amelia trudged through the dense woods, her long blonde hair matted and wet from the relentless storm. Clutching her school uniform tightly around her, she shivered, feeling the chill seep into her bones. With each step, she fought against the wind, searching for a path out of the darkness that surrounded her. Yet, despite her fear, she refused to give up hope, her determination burning bright within her weary heart.
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