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Red Barn: A Short Story

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Up and over the mossy green hill, an abandoned red barn awaits to be investigated. The hill was steep and blanketed with a sheet of dew, making it a struggle to climb over. Each footing consisted of slips from a squeaky shoe. By the time I was on the other side of the hill, my toes were ice. Heavy breaths of fog left my chapped lips while my feet stumbled across the solid ground. The lone barn was farther than it seemed. I was getting tunnel vision, feeling the grey sky close in on me. Before I knew it, I was at the wooden barn. Time fast forwarded. Perhaps I fell unconscious and was swept and carried away by the frost-bitten breeze that slapped at my cheeks. The cold, unwelcoming invite the barn gave, caused me to shiver more than I already

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