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The trees were close together here. They provided enough shade from the August sun and a great hiding place for when she needed to escape for a while.

loft

She looked around the small loft. This was going to be home now. She couldn't believe she finally got to this point. Maybe finally someone would take her seriously.

mist

The figure stepped quietly out of the mist. Marie sat still quietly poring over her book. The figure stopped right behind her, but then turned away. This little girl wasn't worth his time.

rustling

the leaves rustled in the wind. i sighed hoping that it was mom's way of telling me to get up and move forward with my life. but how can i move forward when i would give anything to go back? with thoughts rustling like said leaves, i stood up not ready to face the world.

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Meaghan wrote about mist
“The figure stepped quietly out of the mist. Marie sat still quietly poring over her book. The figure stopped right behind her, but then turned away. This little girl wasn't worth his time.”

the words Meaghan reaches for

treesgirlforwardfigurequietlyfinallyshelteredloversimpendingstormoverheardbirdscoverednestingeggssigh