Can Anyone write a story for me, Criteria in the attachment

down below

but remember, i wrote it

Explanation:

The cold Canadian air breathed silently on me, and the gusty wind whistled passed as it pushed me back whilst I walked back to the wooden cabin. The vibrant honey-coloured leaves that were merely visible pirouetted gracefully from the tall, interlacing trees surrounding me and the campsite. It was very dark, but with the help of the moonlight gazing upon me, I could just make out the silhouette of my cabin, as well as the shadows of my friends against the windowpane. I quickened my pace but could not distract myself from the unpleasant odour of damp mud and rain that hovered around the atmosphere. The quiet rustling of the leaves scared me a little so I ran eagerly to my cabin and opened the door.

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