She was wearing the biggest sweater and the fuzziest socks she could find in her closet. Her room was pretty dark and the only light you could see came from the christmas lights on her wall. The room was filled with cinnamon and pumpkin scent. She stood infront of the giant bookshelf and searched for her favorite book. Every year when the first leaves hit the frozen ground she would read that book while she was covered by a bunch of blankets. She wouldn't stop reading until her fingers swipped over the last page and her eyes were burning. But it was worth it. It's her ritual for her favorite season: Autumn

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