Sweat dripping down my back, breathing so heavily. The trees felt like they would never end. I was running as fast as I could, but it still felt like I was crawling. I was trying to erase the thought of losing my best friend from my head. I knew it had to be done. Our friendship was gone, and now so was she. Now, she was lost in the forest. Dangling in that tree, she was now part of the limbs. The rope held them together.
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Emily Young did a wonderful job in those last three sentences. She very creatively told the reader what happened without stating it directly.