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The Forest

2020, 4: 31 PM

3rd person Introduction

The bask sunlight would pour down from the sky, creating shadow's from the newly grown leaves. A rather petite girl would be cloaked in black, despite the summer heat engulfing the entire forest. She had a long, black thin coat that would split between the middle. She had black pants underneath, and wore black boots to complete her outfit. Her head was down low, obviously not wanting any attention. The girl emerged from the shadowy darkness of the forest, and stepped onto the pale yellow trailing of the village that was hidden in the forest, sharing the same color of the wheat they would feed the animals.

With each step, she would slowly begin to pull her hood down as the friendly villagers would do a mixture of tipping one's hat and acknowledging her. Finally, her hood fell behind her, revealing cocoa dark hair that poured out and reached her waist. The girl had deep brown eyes, rosey cheeks, and pale skin. This girl's name was Sabrina, and she was the friendly villager witch. Despite this, a small group of children knew this about her, and hid it from the other villagers that lived alongside them. Sabrina was a young witch, but she has a lot of experience and courage.

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Sabrina's POV

Today, I was returning home from my daily trip to the forest. Everyday, I would prance to the forest to feed the animals that lived there. Ever since I was a young child, I would take a small basket filled with the food the village animals didn't eat and would proceed to retrieve them to the forest animals. As a result, I built great friendships with the animals, so in return they would comfort me whenever I would recoil back to the forest for fresh air. I strolled down the path, watching as the trail would sink and slowly rise up as I continued my steps.

"Hello!" Croaked a voice from behind me. The voice sounded like rough gravel, and appeared to be coming from a female. I came to a halt, and then whirled around to see a sweet old lady sitting in a rocking chair that I didn't notice before.

"Hello!" I greeted her, waving my hand sheepishly. The woman looked about 70, with scarring on her dark skin and wrinkles on her face. The old lady was wearing an old, wrinkled brown dress, with brown suspenders that was just a shade lighter than the rest of her outfit. To go along with this, she had a creamy yellow inside shirt, and an apron tied around her waist. She motioned a shivering hand for me to approach her, and being the kind person I am, I followed. I could hear the light steps from the trail I was making, and then stopped right in front of her. Her old eyes looked up at me, with a tint of yellow in her scleras and dark, brown irises.

"What is a young child like you doing out in those dark, dark forests?" Queered the old lady. I wasn't expecting that response from her, so I just rocked myself back and forth on the tip of my feet before looking back up to her again.

"I was getting wild cherries for my mother. She is very ill, and wild cherries are her favorite fruit," I lied. I felt bad about lying to her .. In reality, my mother was just fine, and I was just going to pay my animal friends a visit.

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The Old Lady's POV

While the girl was explaining to me why she was in the forest, I sat back in my chair and listened. She appeared to be nervous, rocking back and forth on her feet before making eye contact again.