The
big apple tree in my backyard is my special place. I love to stretch out under
its strong, thick branches, listening to the leaves fluttering happily in the
breeze. The sweet smell of ripe apples always makes me hungry. If I close my
eyes, I feel like I am surrounded by a huge bowl of apple sauce. Nothing can
spoil the quiet feeling except, of course, an apple falling off the tree and
hitting me on the head.
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