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Mossy stones edged the path leading to the end of the forest.

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The skull of a badger ,the smell of a forest, the scuttling of a squirrel. This is Mandel Forest.

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happy Birthday Miss w

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The floor was muddy and my boots were adhered to the beige stickiness of the path.

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As i walked threw the big forest i saw a big colourful butterfly and i wanted to touch it

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i can see forest and i can hear nature

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Walking through trees you can climb trees and do lots of climbing.There will be rocks everywhere and steep hills.

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The dead leaves scraped and crumbled under my feat as the trees stole the sunlight with only fraction of it scraping the ground and the dirt mounds sloped up and down like a metaphor for life

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The moss smothered the stones bordering the well-trodden path. Thin, brittle plant stems stood guard. Autumn leaves lay trampled in the dust.

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Boulders were lined up in straight rows, like sergeants in an army preparing to enter battle.

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Crunching leaves and snapping branches. Piled stones and chirping crickets scuttling.

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I imagine a moist atmosphere with a lot of natural sounds like birds tweeting, grasshoppers making their music, a river flowing by, the fresh, forest sort of smell. The plants being beautiful as they are.

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I see little trees
I hear trees broke
I smell damp leaves.

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I see a light shining on the path I smell moss sitting on the rocks I feel tiny stones beneath my feet I hear howling in the distance from wolfs that are hungry

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There are trees all around me and they make a lot of shade. All the rocks and stones are covered in moss. The ground is damp and it is all dewy.