Write a short passage in 250 words about Sophie. She’s a young girl who’s traveling alone to a new place and stepping off of the boat for the first time.
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Write a short passage in 250 words about Sophie. She’s a young girl who’s traveling alone to a new place and stepping off of the boat for the first time.
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The walking plank was lowered and the first wave of passengers rushed off. She waited a moment, holding back until the tide had died down enough that she didn't fear being flung overboard.

Sophie gazed around her. The docks of Dimsdale were certainly smaller than the one in Grimsby had been, but it seemed to be just as busy. People bustled around as they went about their day and seagulls called loudly as they flew in lazy circles. The fishing boats had already docked and fishmongers yelled about their wares as housewives bustled around in groups and droves, inspecting wares and haggling prices.

She stepped off of the plank leading down to the dock and followed the flow of people toward where the luggage was being unloaded. Sophie only had one suitcase that held all her worldly belongings and she had it in her hands. But unsure of what she was supposed to be doing, she waited as passengers called out descriptions of their baggage and the porters hurried to bring them forth.

A small crowd had formed near the end of the docks, close to where the fish market had opened. Perhaps it was because Sophie had been at sea for so long, but the smell of fish wasn't overwhelming. She rummaged around in her coin purse and felt for the scant few shillings she had. Enough for breakfast, she supposed and moved towards the end of the dock.
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Write a short passage in 250 words about Sophie. She’s a young girl who’s traveling alone to a new place and stepping off of the boat for the first time.</s>
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The walking plank was lowered and the first wave of passengers rushed off. She waited a moment, holding back until the tide had died down enough that she didn't fear being flung overboard.

Sophie gazed around her. The docks of Dimsdale were certainly smaller than the one in Grimsby had been, but it seemed to be just as busy. People bustled around as they went about their day and seagulls called loudly as they flew in lazy circles. The fishing boats had already docked and fishmongers yelled about their wares as housewives bustled around in groups and droves, inspecting wares and haggling prices.

She stepped off of the plank leading down to the dock and followed the flow of people toward where the luggage was being unloaded. Sophie only had one suitcase that held all her worldly belongings and she had it in her hands. But unsure of what she was supposed to be doing, she waited as passengers called out descriptions of their baggage and the porters hurried to bring them forth.

A small crowd had formed near the end of the docks, close to where the fish market had opened. Perhaps it was because Sophie had been at sea for so long, but the smell of fish wasn't overwhelming. She rummaged around in her coin purse and felt for the scant few shillings she had. Enough for breakfast, she supposed and moved towards the end of the dock.</s>
