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Essay Archive - Creative Writing: A Grim Conclusion
Creative Writing: A Grim Conclusion
The early morning sun had just begun to rise over the tree-tops, spilling a
deep red glow across the sky. An old man in brown trousers and a green
tweed jacket strode briskly down the path through the park, swinging his
cane and whistling softly into the breeze. He smiled to himself, taking in
the beautiful scenery and the peaceful quiet. He loved walking through the
park in the morning, it rejuvenated him.
The old man stopped beside a green park bench and sat down to watch the
remainder of the sunrise. His mind wandered with a freedom only few have
experienced, he closed his eyes and bega....
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