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A writer uses whatever he/she make come across to get her creative juices going. |
| My favorite month is April. You can smell leaves, flowers, and grass. You can hear birds and people walking by on sidewalks. You can hear kids in parks. You can sleep with windows open at night to get a breeze. You can look up into the sky and see pillow clouds and blue sky. And at night you can see many stars. You can watch squirrels and bugs digging in the dirt for lost treasures. |