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The Bush Meeting: A Short Fairy Tale
Chapter 1: Visiting the Aunt and Uncle
The trains whistle proceeded with a highly sensitive noise within the air as the smoke blew past the window with an air that left a lot to an imaginative young mind that saw their very reflective outcome of unexpected traditional circumstances. Just staring outside the window was a blonde haired girl of eight years with bright blue eyes and a sense of particularly astounding knowledge of an incredibly adventurous personality and her name was Jane Sympathy. The handful of people who knew her from her parents back in the other end of the countryside and she was heading further south to stay with her Aunt Anna and Uncle Bell. Every single view Jane had on the world was of a caring and empathetic one, the type that an equally handful amount of people, could see as pretentiouslly irritating but others would view as beautifully mesmerising and thankfully grateful that someone had such a positive outlook in what they would call a miserable and dreary old world. She was sitting beside a wrinkly elderly women who looked as she could talk endlessly of stories in relation to her upbringing and family to perhaps a political discussion and what she firmly believed although Jane didn't care much for the matter but still loved to hear others talk and make conversation. It made them feel genuinely human instead of another passenger on the train keeping to themselves. Jane was thirteen and questioned at first whether she should but decided she did this before and everything turned out fine and attempted to start a wonderful talk of anything and everything. She turned, slightly stuttering and with nothing but innocent curiosity in her eyes and said "So what made you hop on the train on this fine sunny afternoon?". Jane was right, it was a very fine sunny afternoon and as they passed the field heading further to some trees and extensive bushes was bursted by the sunlight with miniscule sweat drips on some people and other people delighted at the very prospect that sunshine had came. They could leave their homes and...
The trains whistle proceeded with a highly sensitive noise within the air as the smoke blew past the window with an air that left a lot to an imaginative young mind that saw their very reflective outcome of unexpected traditional circumstances. Just staring outside the window was a blonde haired girl of eight years with bright blue eyes and a sense of particularly astounding knowledge of an incredibly adventurous personality and her name was Jane Sympathy. The handful of people who knew her from her parents back in the other end of the countryside and she was heading further south to stay with her Aunt Anna and Uncle Bell. Every single view Jane had on the world was of a caring and empathetic one, the type that an equally handful amount of people, could see as pretentiouslly irritating but others would view as beautifully mesmerising and thankfully grateful that someone had such a positive outlook in what they would call a miserable and dreary old world. She was sitting beside a wrinkly elderly women who looked as she could talk endlessly of stories in relation to her upbringing and family to perhaps a political discussion and what she firmly believed although Jane didn't care much for the matter but still loved to hear others talk and make conversation. It made them feel genuinely human instead of another passenger on the train keeping to themselves. Jane was thirteen and questioned at first whether she should but decided she did this before and everything turned out fine and attempted to start a wonderful talk of anything and everything. She turned, slightly stuttering and with nothing but innocent curiosity in her eyes and said "So what made you hop on the train on this fine sunny afternoon?". Jane was right, it was a very fine sunny afternoon and as they passed the field heading further to some trees and extensive bushes was bursted by the sunlight with miniscule sweat drips on some people and other people delighted at the very prospect that sunshine had came. They could leave their homes and...
