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Ravon looked up. The sun was in her eyes and hay in her hair. Ravon stood up and began pulling hay from her hair. "Now to find Lewis." She left the barn and began her search for her friend. "Lewis!" All she could remember was falling asleep by the tree. How she got to the barn remained a mystery. She walked to the inn and noticed a familar figure.
"Lewis!" Ravon ran over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I have missed you. How did I get to the barn?" She had a smile on her face that seemed to stretch from pointy ear to pointy ear. Ravon couldn't remember the last time she was so happy. All her life she was always in pain over a lost friend. Now she was happy and didn't want to end her happiness.
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When life throws you lemons make lemonade. But when life throws you a rotten tomato throw it at life. Life is sweet enjoy it, that is unless its a lemon, then its sour.
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