Ok, I decided to make a story thing kinda like Jessmile. So here goes.
The young girl looked around the clearing. She hoped that no one had followed her. She dropped the stick she had been using as a weapon the last few miles. The girl felt her forehead and she knew that she was getting sick. She could not keep sleeping in bushes. She took out the torn and crumpled map and looked at it. It was only a few more miles. The girl panted not sure if she could make it. Then a man burst through the trees. He smiled and said,"We have found you."
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