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Becca Barnard

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Winter

White. All she saw was white. The ground was white, the sky was white, the trees were white. It wasn’t a pretty white, not like the sun was shining on it in the morning when she threw her curtains open in December. It was harsh, like the wind that was cutting at her face, like the wet that seeped through her thin clothes. She was in a void, lost and alone, no one around but the screaming wind.She was so tired of the bloody colour, white.Two hours had passed, and she still could find no sign of life. Like, anything. There weren’t even any blo...

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