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I am a little green pumpkin in a patch of orange
And I watch as the little kids forage
Hoping to find a pumpkin so big
Bright-eyed and happy as they dig
Searching until they find one perfect
The pumpkins they choose have a wonderful effect
I watch as little girls and boys pass
Their choices as clear as glass
Until a little girl comes up to me
And I wonder, can it be
And to my delight the little girl chooses me
-The dying girl

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I was once a leaf on a tree so big
I sat next to the oak the maple and the fig
Now I lay on the ground forgotten
And I lay here now rotten
I watch as kids laugh and play
With the red and orange leafs and the hay
Those leafs may have fallen
But at least they're not forgotten

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It was fall on a tree with me and my friends
Listen to my poem as I start to begin
I dropped and fell on the hard solid ground
As I was falling it seemed like I drowned
The wind blew me across the street
In my leaf head, I thought I heard my heartbeat
Sad and lonely while I'm below
As everyone calls me red orange and yellow
I'm flopping all around the street sad
But there my friends were to say don't feel bad
I hope you enjoyed my sad story
Looking in the sky it is very glory

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Warm, its so warm, i don't ever want to leave this warmth. What's that?, is that a light? why is it so cold? i don't like the light. But i'm being pushed towards it. I fall to the ground covered in mysterious goop, i see a beautiful thing, it's green. It's green with spots pink,yellow, and white. This space is very open but wait, who is she? This person who looks like me? she has ears like me, fur like me, and a nose like me. She's smiling now and pulling me closer to her, "hello my dear child, welcome to the world", the deer said . As she pulled me close i felt warmth once again, a familiar warmth, i know this warmth, and i never want to leave it.

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Lolly E- Stingray has stable mental health

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Lolly E- Stingray has stable mental health

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I hide beneath the sand. hiding hiding never seeking

I spend my life in the sand flats

You may know my cousins

the sharks and the chimeares

But I must say I am most unique

compared to my family.

They may be strong and big, and I small

and the mantas very famous, and the blue-dot very feared

but I am just as strong as my family

so bewear my poison tail

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Well, that's me, that one scarecrow. I've had a terrible/funny past. Ups and downs throughout my life as they say. My owners take good care of me so that's good. Hey, mind me tell'in ya a story? it was a cold October day like this one, where all the kids would come to my pumpkin patch I'll tell ya! all the kids would come up to me and take the pumpkins from the baskets and they would always love to take pictures with me! and then my owners would hang the pictures on our farm wall for the next future kids to come! My duties as a scarecrow are pretty fun, I like to give the little baby crows and the crows a little treat instead of the corn my owners grew. Then around Thanksgiving time I and my scarecrow friends would be set up at our Harvest Festival! giving our candy corn and fresh crops and meat for future feasts! I just love the life of a scarecrow, can't wait to me ya one day! I'm only a piece of corn away!

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I am a tree , tall , brown and green .  I am surrounded by  the world  and birds all around me I am surrounded by nature as the wind blows my leafs .  I am the beauty of nature like an oak tree

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I was once in a tree in a field
Dropped away to the ground below
Once I was down, the others followed my lead
To the ground ourselves bestow

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I am the fallen leaf from the mother tree called "tereesa" , I am on a journey to find a rare item called a "rake" to bring me together with my brotheren. AHHHHHHHHHHHH... i have been ... trampled...by a... car... I WILL NEVER GIVE UP *crumpled leave dies*

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Small and full of soft fur,
Brown and white with cute little eyes.
See them in the day,
See them in the night.
What is it you ask?
A baby deer another super cute thing in life!

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the lowest point in my life by kieran babcock

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the lowest point in my life by kieran babcock

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I used to be part of a lonely oak tree. all lushes and green but when the leaves turn yellow, I knew I was no longer green and soon I knew when the grass turned white. I knew that I would fall before the world turned green.

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I kick the puny mud-snails out of my way
they are nothing compared to me.
the clear rock I am kept in shows humansof all shapes and sizes peering in at me.
But then the rock slides and i fall out onto the ground. One human, a female I'd glared at, picks me up. I pinch her but she ignores me and puts me back in the rock. Foiled again.

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I was in a field stuffed with stick, Hay, and Clothes I was watching over the crops when suddenly bird drop down, I do what i best do and I scared them off.

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I run through the woods on nimble hooves. Leaves fall upon me like rain. Behind me, a pack of wolves is hunting me. The leader, black as night, howls, engouraging the others to keep up the chase. I jump over a tree, and into a river. The wolves skid to a halt, and their snarls will haunt my nightmares.

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I was born a bit smaller than the rest of the fawns. They were a lot stronger than me and I always got pushed around. But today would be different, I just knew. Today my father had come home, he was out with another group of deer watching for the strange aliens that come into our forest sometimes at night. My brother tells me the older ones call them, "Humans" or "People". I asked my father if I could come with the rest of the fawns to teach them about these, "People". My father said I was too fragile and I was not to go. I wanted to be like the rest of the herd, I wanted to be big and strong, but I was not. Then the darkness came, the big black blanket that covered the sky with little shiny white dots was here. The other fawns and some stags had gone along for their lesson, that included my father and brother. The rest of the doe's and my mother had fallen asleep. I left out from the place we had been staying. I walked for what felt like hours my legs grew tired, I stopped and decided to take a rest where I found comfortable. When I woke up the sun was out again. Disappointed in myself I headed back, when I reached the part of the forest the herd had been in nobody was there. I looked everywhere I could think of but no one was there. In a panic I went to where my mother had been laying and sat there. I thought to myself, "They won't come back for me. My last family did this too".

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Slowly walking through the crowded forest, enjoying Mother Nature as the rest of the world goes crazy.

Peaceful, calm, serene. Nature never fails to heal and empty broken soul. I sit softly on the ground and begin to absorb the nurturing energies from Earth. Hearing a loud crash nearby, I jump up, and try to see what mysterious noise I had heard. Turning around, I see trees being chopped down quickly and carried to a truck by a group of humans.

This was not new. This happened all the time. The gorgeous, sparkling, rustic aspects of nature were constantly abused by creatures who would trade it out for currency that seemed to cause everyone problems.

I guess I did not realize how much this really hurt me before, as I felt tears run down my face. The forest began to look more bare, the air felt thicker, and I was losing so many creatures that meant the most to me.

I couldn't help but think to myself, "How is it that the most advanced creatures on Earth are constantly destroying their only home?"

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Its me. Just a scarecrow. Stuffed clothes on a stick, with a fake head, and face.  How I wish i were human, to have skin, flesh, and bones.. So I could finally roam the feilds. But here I stay, on my pole. Only made to scare the birds away....

(First person Personification of a Scarecrow)

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After i got done raking the leaves I jumped into the pile and let everything go. It was like I was floating, I could hear the breeze talking to me. The leafs were being crushed by me and asked me to get off, so I did.

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Deer. I woke up and went through the woods to see that all the leaves have changed colors and fallen off of the trees.

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SPRING
Today I sit pretty on the hard, rough, textured branch with pink, pretty smelling, friends beside me... its sunny but not too sunny it cold but not too cold...its quite lovely.
SUMMER
Today I woke up and found the my pink, pretty smelling friend wasn't here I got worried but found out the they all moved to the green, fresh cut grass...Its hot today...very...very hot.
FALL
Today I woke up and found some of my friends gone and a new color on my pretty pretty skin, everyone gets a different one but mine is green with a little red and yellow to it it was quite lovey...the weather today was breezy with the air pushing on my face it was nice and so was the pumpkin smell.
WINTER
Today I woke up and found that I was on the white, wisp ground I was reunited with some of my friend that had fallen from before...the weather today was quite cold...very...very cold!
SPRING AGIAN
I woke up today and I was back sitting pretty on the textured, rough, brown branch back with my pink, pretty smelling friends the weather today hot but not too hot cold but not too cold...it was quite lovey

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I sprouted from a seed deep in the ground
a patch with growing pumpkins all around. Some large and orange, others small and green. Some covered with vines, and some covered with leaves. As the days go on I grow, and my oranges colors start to show.

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I look left and then right nothing there the coast is clear. We all sprint across the open space. It seems that everything is going perfectly and then, out of the bushes come a pack of wolves the chase has begun. Running through the brush and jumping over logs we run as fast as we can for any hesitation means a gruesome death. We come to a road and cross it and right as the wolves are on their way a car comes past giving us enough distance to safely escape.

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Fallen leaf (poem version)
As the breeze blows by swaying me in the wind
I feel a stronger gust of wind
Suddenly I'm falling gracefully
As I lay on the ground each passer by jumps on me
Waiting to hear a crunch but as the jumps continue
The crunch is gone and I am undesirable

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Two days have passed and I miss my family. I have been here for way too long. I miss the warm welcoming feeling of them rustling my way for a hug of the feeling, “Hello son!” Cheerfully expressed by my mother and little sister chiming in, struggling to repeat my name. The wind brought us all together even after father has fallen to the ground mother knew me,my sister and her would fall soon. I was first, I couldn’t say goodbye. People walk over me, Animals too. I’m waiting for the day to be reunited with my mother and sister and maybe back upon the tree.

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In my pile of leaves I was resting like a baby in a crib. The sun peeking through the trees woke me out of my sleep. Then I stood and stretched and began to walk around looking for some food. My stomach was hungry as a bear.

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I am a pumpkin, sitting out in the field with lots of others. Others like me and some that aren't. There are people walking through and looking at all of us until they find the perfect match. I am one that isn't perfect though. Everyone walks bye without even thinking of choosing me. Until this one little girl begs her parents to choose me. They didn't want me but they saw how happy the little girl was. She brought me home and put me on the porch so everyone could see this perfect pumpkin.

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While my edges brown and my family has fallen without me, I watch as others come to their own fate as well. While the tales I've heard say it's blissful end with a feeling of rapture, others say it horrifies as their life is snuffed out without a single thought. I come to understand my end, maybe it is as peaceful as others say; maybe it's hurts like the sun's violent flames of life. Sensing my time has come, I accept my end. Being released from the captor which held onto me so tight and brought me life, it is time for the cycle to begin anew. With life coming back next season and this conversation to start again.

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I was walking in the woods peacefully enjoying the peace and quiet, but then a twig broke behind me. When things like this happen, I would run from fear, but I didn't get any sensation of fear instead I felt happy and joyful to find out it was a kid who wanted to touch me. I felt no harm from the little human so allowed her to touch me, after she sat beside me while I ate.

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Fallen leaf
As the breeze blows by swaying me in the wind, I feel a stronger gust of wind and suddenly I'm falling gracefully
As I lay on the ground each passer by jumps on me wanting to hear a crunch but after the first time the crunch is gone and I am undesirable

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I stay all year.
Sitting near,
watching quietly through the whisp of the breeze.
Birds come down but I just scare them away.
I love the sunshine.
Its bright yellow shines down on me every day.
Being me isn't all bad.
You get more time to yourself, how about that?

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Everyday is the same, in the same place just scaring away crows. With sewn on eyes and smile. The only thing around me is growing crops and crows.

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Sittin on a stick.
Stuffed with hay.
I wonder if someone will take me down today.
I feel stuck.
This whole field around me.
Yet I stay here.
I blame it on the farmer.
I blame him, for me stuck sittin on this stick.

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i go where the wind takes me Something I blow with the wind is something I stay on my tree but when i fall some people like to rake me

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I was peaceful enjoying my meal when I heard a noise most of the time I would run away but this time curiosity got the best of me so I followed it. Turns out it was some people having a picnic I watched for sometime then I decided to go But I wonder what would happened if I stayed.

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Have you seen what my eyes have seen? from winters past to green grass to the gold and orange florid fields and summers heat and just for it to repeat

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Im a scarecrow, standimg in the feild by myself thought to be the scariest thing to some. Year round by myself, the life of a scarecrow.

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It goes all year
with safety of the woods
but now there is nowhere to run
there is no more fun
because of the hunter and his gun

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I sit on my Stand,all night and day.I stand Perfectly still.i scare crows away,as i sit on my stand.

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I stand silently still in the corn field, from sunrise to sunset, and all through the night. I never rest and I never get tired. I watch for crows 24/7, and try to scare them away, but they still perch on me and I give them a home. I actually like them perching on me. Some of them are my friends. I am a scarecrow, more of a friendcrow.

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I float through the sky to the ground
No hard impact, just fallen soft on the hard ground
Away from my tree I fell
Away from the sun and clouds
Now I just lay here in a dark, wet pile .

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One Scary day a Married Couple was driving back to their house with their lovely little Girl
there was Rain everywhere it was raining so hard they didn't know if they would make it home safe after the rain cooled down they heard a strange noise in the woods and the noise got closer closer closer and BOO! a bloody dear came out the forest running with blood all of their body it ran ran ran across the street to other part of the woods
THE END !

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I am a pumpkin, I sit on the ground waiting to be picked or turned into compost. I was finally picked and my choices were to be gutted and the rest of me go to compost or sit and rot either way my life will be petty short lived. I hope to live it to the fullest and be the best pumpkin you have ever seen.

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As a scarecrow l sit here around crops and crows. But as l get older l become scare-less. But as a scarecrow l am scary to crows no matter what.

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I a leaf watch the World go by. Watching other Leafs fall. Watching how the world Lives. it is a calming place and a Place where calm can cleanse a soul. I may fall but I have Been through enough. Eventually all of us has to go, Either way.

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I was looking for something to eat when i saw a hunter coming towards me. Once he got close enough i ran as fast as i could, So i wouldn't be a part of someone's thanksgiving. The hunter tried to find me but he couldn't so he went to look for another deer

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*whoosh* wow the wind is really picking up hopefully that doesn't harm the crops. Farmer Joe ended up putting me out here a few months ago. I've been scaring these good for nothing crows all day and yet don't stop coming. Maybe they're crazier than I thought.

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I'm a fawn grazing in my mystic meadows this is a scared place only deer friends know. I'm am the scared gentle daughter of the Mystic meadows goddess. I'm turning 21 soon I'm forced to marry the prince of deercore meadows what will I do? Leave my home my family can't chose for I'm my own woman and that's what I'll do.

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I am a pumpkin, I am a tasty pumpkin waiting to be carved for a tasty treat to be served and eaten. I can be big or I can be small you can decorate me in a festive way and im happy.

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I'm a deer, and I like to walk around forests. I hate it when ticks get onto me. They hurt a lot. At night, some people walk over my roads and then shine a huge light in my eyes. It's so annoying. Maybe one day they'll learn to leave me alone.

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I am a Pumpkin. Many see me as yummy, others see me as hard. I'm just a pumpkin but it hurts when people cut me up. You turn me into pie or carve me into decoration. Either way, I'm usually around in the fall.

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Hi my name is leafy green,but right now it should be leafy orange.When we were younger my mom gave my siblings and i the "fall" talk.During the talk she said"when the time comes you'll know when it your turn and when you do we'll see each other again.I was the youngest of 5 girls,so when my last sister left she reminded me not to be scared and that she will see me on the other side.The very next morning i was woken by a gust of wind and i could see and hear my sisters calling for me.THE END...Sike then we got picked up by a rake and thrown in the trash

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I nervously cling on to my branch out of fear. Iv'e been hearing the other leaves rustling about it since September. Fall is offically here, and it's called Fall for a reason. Us leaves change through out the seasons, but Fall is the worse. We're lucky if we live through this or maybe unlucky, Winter is something that's is not even mentioned among us leaves. I feel a strong breeze come in and my grip gets loose. I russle on more time, telling my mom I love her.

"Wow! the falling leaves look beautiful mom!''

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i woke up than ate some grass; then i went to fight with my brother deer. but at the end of my day a hunter came b

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I am an autumn leaf; bright, colorful, and full of life. I am surrounded by many like me, some are red, some brown, and some orange. A chilly breeze passes by, tickling me with its breath. At its final and strongest blow, I feel myself detached from my home, and slowly drifting downwards. When I reach the ground, I stare up at the bright glowing tree and wonder; why did it have to be me?

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Me as a pumpkin I sit here and wait for someone to pick me every fall. As I wait I here many things. When fall comes everyone rushed to every pumpkin except me. Then I here one person say I want this one and I feel here pick me up. Then that is how I new she picked me they payed for me then we went home and they carved me in to a fairy. I was so happy that day!

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whoose the wind blows against my clothes as I just stand here stiffly. My job as a scarecrow is to scare birds or other animals away from eating or messing with crops. Honestly, it gets boring after a while. I've never seen my reflection, I wonder if I'm really that scary?

I.A

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As a scarecrow I was given one job to make sure the birds get away from my owners crops. The birds don't realize I can see them from far far away and I can hear their feet crunch in the leaves. They don't know I'm, here but I'm doing my job and can't complain. I love being able to hear the chirps of the birds when they are scared and I love my life.

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One day I saw one man in the jungle crunching leaves and I heard pow! from his gun so I run as fast as I could to keep my life safe.

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I stand all day long
watching over the fields with colors so strong
I hear the wind bristling,
and see the trees swaying
I am the scarecrow

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Once upon a time there was a farmer. This farmer would make sure that his pumpkins were nice and ripe for harvest. But whoosh, the pumpkin started to act all human and whamed the farmer's house down.

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I get watered , chopped and feed it's a cycle that I can't avoid. It hurts to think about it the loudness of the fresher and its blade then as I was about to accept my fate I saw her Kate Corn. As I saw her I felt something inside me something I never felt before so in desperation to be with her I jumped of my corn chuck (or stock) and limped over to her as I was about to spray my feelings to her I get picked up by something big and warm as soon as I felt the warmness I knew what it was a human hand. end of chapter 1.

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I get planted then grows into a big pumpkin.One day there were people coming and when somebody noticed me they said''WOW look at this pumpkin its huge.''Then I was picked from ground and was carved a face

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All that i can see is corn growing around me and the sky above me. Crows and other birds are scared of me.

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i walk around in the woods as i am a animal who roams the wild. i walk slow when im in the woods and run free while on flat land. in the winter i look for food while everybody is sleep.in the spring i am happy because i get to have my friends agian

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I am a deer. I waltz around the forest looking for food and seeing other animals that live in the forest with me. I get to eat berries and other fruits that are on bushes and tree. As a deer, I get to see all of the other animals and how they live with each other.

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When I see car lights I freeze in place when I hear someone coming I run for my life.When I am with my friends we moves as a pack.

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The wind has been howling all day. A lot of family has left the tree and I know I'll will leave soon too. I can feel myself loosening. Wind rips me off the branch and a twirl slowly to the ground. On the ground I'm reunited with my family only to possibly become part of the dirt.

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As I sit in the field growing, I am surrounded by all my friends. I am waiting to turn colors, so I can be ready for Halloween. I am then waiting patiently to be picked by a new family. Then I wait till the day they decide to paint or carve me then I change for good.

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Just like a leaf I change different colors that represent different emotions. Green meaning happy, red meaning anger, brown meaning uncomfortable and so forth. Once the singing whispers of cold hit the trees I fall far far down my family wondering what have I done to fall from my protector the tree of life.

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I sit in my patch watching my fiends get picked. I wonder when it's my turn. I see a little boy running up to me. I go home with the boy and get settled in my new patch. There I have a perfect view of the sunset.

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I am not actually scared of humans. I only run away when they are near because I like to see the expression of triumph on their faces. It gives me a bittersweet feeling of how ignorant they are. Humans aren't scary just ignorant.

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i walk around in the cold of nights as i see none of my friends and i hunt for food for me and my family

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I sit by the garden, alone, except for the crows I was supposed to be scaring, who were picking at the crops next to me and crowing loudly. I wished so much I could be able to walk away, and find friends, but still I sit alone next to crows.

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I sit on my post
All day long
With a sewn on smile
I talk to the wind
and the leaves are my only friends
but still they fall
and im left waiting

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That days get cold
My friends leave
for their deep slumber
i cautiously walk
through the woods
waiting for my friends
to come back

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A day in the life of a deer. One fall day I was walking around in the woods with my friends; the Dearlings. It was a quiet day; nothing much happened...Until the evening when the Dearlings oldest son; Buck, went missing.

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As I fall off the tree I was on for what seemed like a million years I feel a light breeze pick me up and carry me to the water where I will live for the rest of my days. Perspective: fallen leaf.

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Everyday as i walk to get food I always find the best pile of grass and when I look around i see people pointing and staring at me like there is something on my face and never tell me why.

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It was a breezy fall afternoon at the pumpkin patch. I sat all alone just waiting to be picked. ALL my friends had been taken to kids to be carved, then there was me.. All alone.