'They aren't doing anything. They should be snarling, fangs on show, but they are standing still. They have should have killed me by now.' I thought to myself. Instead the wolves slowly start to bow their heads as if they are waiting for me to stroke their soft fur. But I'm to scared to move.
Snap! A twig snaps behind me. The wolves return to growling but this time they look terrified. What the wolves did next not only confuse and terrify me, but made my heart pound in my ears.
'Who or what caused the wolves to runaway and growl in fear?' 'I knew their was a reason why no one comes here. There is something here scaring off predators. But what?' I wondered.
YOU ARE READING
The Forest
HorrorYou don't believe when people say that the forest is dangerous until you venture in for yourself This is a short story and I hope you like it
