It has been a good twenty years since my sister went missing, and I'm only now just comfortable to tell you about it. When I was much younger, when I was eight and my sister Emma was ten. When we were kids, we lived on a farm with everything, and an especially large cornfield. Everyday we played in the field playing hide and seek.
But one day we went to far, we were playing when my sister have never been to the other side of the cornfield, but in five minutes we were at the other side. On the other side there was a ancient tree, twisted and broken.
Right then there was an opening in the tree, and a monstrous creature started to emerge from the opening inside the tree. It was a skeleton with only enough skin to cover its body. It started to follow my sister, as I slowly backed away I tripped over one of the roots, and when I looked up my sister was gone. Instead the creature was approaching me. I quickly ran into the corn trying to find my way out. When I reached the end of the field it shouted out a high-pitched squeal, like a pig. My mum organised a search but my si sister was never found. So I left but mum wouldn't she is still there.
I came back a few years later and searched for that blasted tree, with a chainsaw in my hand. It took me one god dam hour to saw down that thing, but I did it.
I am still at that farm house and I can feel it waiting for me, I think by cutting down that tree I realised it and it's just waiting for the write time to strike.
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