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The Carving in the Treehouse
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After I went home, all I wanted to do is sleep. All the Italian food I ate made me so tired. I instantly fell asleep once I got to my bed.
“Wake up,” a familiar little girl’s voice said. I opened my eyes to see the same elementary-aged school girl, the one with long blonde straight hair, blue eyes, and blue dress.
“Come play with me,” she said, skipping across the grass field. I followed right behind her to what looks like a tree house.
“Come up,” she said when she finally climbed up the tree.
After I began climbing, I heard a buzz. Then I saw something yellow with black stripes a foot away from my face. It was a bee! My eyes widened, and my heart beat sped up. A few seconds later the bee buzzed and flew towards my face, so I hastily moved my arms and feet to distance myself from the bee and lost my grip and footing on the tree. I…
