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VI. Torch (45)
"DAAAaaaaaaaaaadyyyyy!" Frida's young voice carried throughout the forest near her home. She was growing bored of waiting for her father to return with Calvin; who had darted off in search of nocturnal animals.
'Stupid Calvin.' Frida thought and kicked at a log that was neighboring the one she was sitting on. Her father had given her a torch, or as other people called it, a flashlight.
She entertained herself by clicking it on and off. And afterwards, started waving it around madly, illuminating the trees around her.
"Hehe!"
She wasn't one to be afraid of the dark. Never Frida.
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