Enid's POV:
I stepped down the creaky stairs holding my combat boots. I slowly twisted the door handle, the door opening slowly. Stepping out onto the ice cold porch in my cotton socks. The cold seeping through the thin fabric cooling my feet. I shut the door, then sat on the stairs pulling my boots over my cooled socks. Rushing down the steps sprinting down the dirt road.
I crept into the forest making way to my special spot. I sat on the tree that hung off the edge, over the river. I looked down at the river accented with rocks . A twig snapped and I knew exactly who it was. I looked up and there Ashley stood.
"Hey ash!"
"Happy birthday Enid!" She smiled handing me a box with black wrapping paper.
I slowly opened the gift making sure not to rip the paper. I pulled the box out flipping it over. I squealed and jumped up. It was the Swiss Army Knife I've wanted. Black with silver lining.
"Ash where'd you get this! It must've cost a fortune!" I squealed
"My dad gave it to me before he left. I never could touch it. You know why I'm untrusted with knifes." She said.
"Sorry ash I didn't mean to-"
"It's fine. That's the past."
"Not fully." I reminded her.
She pulled her sleeves and left. I whipped out the knife and twisted it in my palm. I stood in the silence as she left with the leaves crunching under her feet. Slowly fading, all I could hear was the water and the wind. Soon enough a scream pierced the air.
Ashley...
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Don't Get Too Far
FanfictionDon't get too far ahead, You might get lost. Don't get too far behind, You will be forgotten. Don't get too far into the darkness, There's no one there. Don't get too loud, You might die
