As I made my way through the bright,freezing forest,I saw fallen oak trees and I saw a chipmunk gallopped past me,like a race horse.

When the chipmunk gallopped past me,it looked as small as a mouse and its brown body to camouflaged with the brown,dark oak trees.

The smell of burned oak trees smelled like hot sauce as it filled the back of my lungs.

Soon the shivering windy mist swept across my face,but as I went to touch it, it felt like nothing at all.

Eventually I could hear the brown chipmunks chewing its food from a distance.

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