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Seasons

You are the smell of blossoms is the spring blooming

 

You are the shiny, like Lemon sun that gives you spot light in summer

 

You are the smell of hot chocolate in the winter when it’s cold

 

You are a Leaf falling of the tree in autumn

Area 51

Max had ginger hair and was a girl, max slammed the door open and the vase smashed, CRASH!!!! She heard a knock at the door but no one was there when she checked, this wasn’t an ordinary house…