Week 11 GR
Frigid cold wind made the snow swirl up around me and my friends. The white snow tundra stretched out in front of us. The snow was up to our chests and freezing cold. Out in the distance I spotted a castle. I shouted to my friends to follow me. When we got there we found something much worse than cold snow - a crafty witch flew in on a broom. All of a sudden the witch fell off her broom and landed in the leaves with a sickening splat. My friends started rolling on the ground with laughter. “Oh shoot” I thought.
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