Oblivion

I love summer. Summer is the best. Nature is in full bloom. The weather is warm and inviting. Days are sunny and bright. Life is carefree and happy. On the other hand, Autumn is so depressing. Things start to die. Summer dies. Plants die. Leaves fall off the trees. Grass turns brown. It starts to get cold. Winter is the worst. It buries all that was once alive and beautiful with a layer of cold. Spring is at least hopeful. The sun starts to come out more. It begins to warm up. Flowers emerge. New life begins. Of the four seasons, summer is still the best… (Opening paragraph to my story, symbolically represented here by the four seasons)

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