We were driving... Down a long strait road, it was dark... Darker then midnight when the moon is normally out. That is because tonight... there is no moon lighting this eerie highway... There is nothing but fog and trees... We drive for miles... There are no other cars on the road. Just us. All alone... On the highway... There is still no moon just fog... The fog is thicker then the earths crust. And the trees that surround us are... Dead... No leaves just the skinny trunks of long-dead trees. Their bark is burned... Like a fire came through this area... But a long time ago not on any recent day. The bark of the trees is like charcoal it's black... Blacker then the night sky. Witch have I mentioned has no stars either? With as little city as there is in the area you'd think there are stars but no... The sky is just pitch black. We drive for hours and hours... The cars gas tank hit empty about three hours ago. It shouldn't even be moving right now. For the last two or so hours I've be hearing this faint growl coming from
The trees... It's low but still audible. Where are we... We have been driving for days now. I'm starving... There has been no change in surrounding area... NONE it's just trees and fog... That's it. Nothing else other then the road. The growl has gotten louder... And now there is laughter... From what sounds like a little girl. Now there is a deep voice... "You're to late to leave" it keeps repeating...
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Short Stories Of All Kinds.
RandomWell I had a couple books but they weren't the best. But I still want to write but I've run out of ideas so I thought why not start just a short story book and write them down. SO HERE IT IS. Fyi they might not be vary good because I write most of t...
