helenelizabethclarke wrote:“What a beautiful day,” Christa whispered to herself. The sun was shining and the field behind her house seemed to be aglow with sunshine. Lush green grass dotted with daisies surrounded her and all the trees were blooming with yellow and red flowers. It was a sight that Christa loved and she used the fields as her escape. A place, where all her troubles and worries melted like snowdrops in the warm, summer sun.
Christa sauntered through the fields, the grass coming high above her knees, but unlike most of the girls in Littsdale, Christa didn’t care how dirty she got or whether her dress got ripped, she enjoyed being out and adventuring in the village which she loved immensely.
helenelizabethclarke wrote:“What a beautiful day,” Christa whispered to herself. The sun was shining and the field behind her house seemed to be aglow with sunshine. Lush green grass dotted with daisies surrounded her and all the trees were blooming with yellow and red flowers. It was a sight that Christa loved and she used the fields as her escape. A place, where all her troubles and worries melted like snowdrops in the warm, summer sun.
Christa sauntered through the fields, the grass coming high above her knees, but unlike most of the girls in Littsdale, Christa didn’t care how dirty she got or whether her dress got ripped, she enjoyed being out and adventuring in the village which she loved immensely.
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but unlike most of the girls in Littsdale, Christa didn’t care how dirty she got or whether her dress got ripped, she enjoyed being out and adventuring in the village which she loved immensely.
The sun was shining and the field behind her house seemed to be aglow with sunshine.
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