I walked home, and felt the cold breeze against my long, brown, hair. It was December, and my car broke so I had to walk to the store, to my dismay.
I heard a few rustles and owls screeching, but nothing out of the ordinary. My bag of groceries rattled a little.
I stopped as I got to were I didn't want to pass. It was this utterly horrifying forest that I had to go through to get home. I thought I would get home before dark, but I didn't, (unfortunetly.) So, now I have to walk through the forest that deathly scares me.
I tried to walk fast through the forest, but my legs got weak and I started to walk at a normal pace, once I was halfway through the forest.
About a minute after, I got terrified. I heard a dragging noise from a little ditch below the forest trail. I stopped, and I seriously thought I was having a panic attack.
My curiosity just got the best of me, so I turned my head and looked at what it was.
I instantly regret that.
What I saw made my stomach fully fucking churn. I saw someone, or something, burying a body bag. My heart was racing and I couldn't fully function.
"Oh... My god." I muttered. I quickly gasped and put my hand over my mouth. And I ran. I ran out of there as fast as I could.
I was panting, and my bedroom window was in sight. I couldn't even hear anything because of how loud my shakey breathes were getting.
I finally ran up to my bedroom window, slid it up, and climbed in, and locked it quickly.
I made a vow, no matter what, I would NEVER go back in those pines.
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My Darling
FanfictionJust a story about a shy, scared boy and his psychopathic, serial killer boyfriend.