Wilbah Soot

Dead Forest

One of your favorite things are flowers. You weren't a florist though anyone who saw the inside of your house would say otherwise. You were in fact an artist. It was what you did and will do until you retire. At least that's what you planned on doing anyways.

So when Saturday afternoon rolled around and you found a little free time, you decided to go out into the forest that was right by your house. Usually, you did all of your flower picking in your backyard but you were feeling a little feisty today so you walked far into the woods.

On the way to wherever you were going in the forest you passed a cool little log that had a bunch of bugs in it so you snapped a couple of pictures for later and then you heard the sound of running water not too far away, so naturally you walked towards it.

And to your luck you found it without getting...too...lost on the way but it was so worth it when you arrived. It was truly a sight for sore eyes. There were flowers everywhere, little tadpoles and minnows swimming in the small stream, and tall trees.

It was all so beautiful. So beautiful that not even a poet could put a word to it.

You took your sweet time picking flowers, taking more photos, and putting cool little bugs in an ecosystem jar you made on a whim. That is until you found the thing .
It was a bone. Not just any bone though. It was a human skull with a shotgun shaped hole in its forehead area.

The skull was in the middle of the patch of flowers you were picking. You thought it was cool and pretty, maybe you could even paint on it sometime, so you took it home with you.

Okay, it probably wasn't the best idea considering the family of the guy or girl may be looking for it but you figured that if his skull was out here he probably committed suicide or something like that. For you it was the only logical reason and definitely not murder.

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When you get home you rearrange your ecosystem jar to look nice and habitable. After you spent 30 minutes going in with tweezers to move stuff around you moved on to the skull.

The hole in the forehead was the perfect shape for a bouquet of small flowers if you tied the stems together real tight.

In order to keep these flowers alive for at least a week you filled the skull up with watery pink tissue paper after you stuck your bouquet in the bullet hole. After that was all done and you put everything away you baked cookies in shapes of hearts because why not.

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You woke up at about 8 to the sound of pitter patter above your head. This didn't freak you out because you are very aware you have mice in the attic, so you went to check. Check the attic meaning kill whatever is up there. Exterminate even.

First though you had to get a bucket and chemicals or something that could help you kill it without having to use your hands.
hmmmm. bug spray will do. and a mouse trap if that doesn't work

Then you spot it.

Your skull flowers are missing. Gone with absolutely no trace.

Oh. I mustve moved them before I went to bed

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BUG SPRAY DEFINITELY DID NOT WORK.

When you walked into the attic the last thing you were expecting was a full grown guy in nothing other than some old blanket he found on the floor.

"HOLY JESUS WHO ARE YOU?"

Your bones practically jump out of your skin when you realize he's there.

"Oh! Hi, I'm Wilbur! Who are you, Sir?" The strange man, sorry Wilbur. The strange Wilbur is a gentleman.