Lost in the woods

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There i was, again, running after my friends in the cold Colorado winter, in probably the worst place to be at 6 at night, the forest. I had never really minded the woods, primarily because I grew up in Kent England where I was surrounded my the forest and I would often go their for the entire day making dens in the tall trees with my friends, but, if there was one thing I hated, it was the cold. The yucky freezing cold snow, which was even worse when it was raining, but luckily for me there was only a crisp frost in the air, only barely being able to see my breath. "Juniper!" I called yelling out my friends name into the frosted evening air. I often had to go looking for Juniper. Juniper  was the sort of person who would disappear into the woods for three day making everyone think she was dead to the point where you create a memorial service only for her to show up saying she saw a cute fox and wanted to follow it to its den. That actually happened once. My train of thoughts was abruptly cut of the sound of a bone crack and at least two pairs of footsteps. I was being followed. That was for sure.

Although being followed wasn't unheard of in Colorado, something about this situation just.... Didn't feel right. The birds was too quiet,  the thought of knowing that home was 1 hour away, and the unsettling feeling of multiple sets of eyes in me. 

I quicken my pace hopping they didn't run after me. My heart dropped as I felt a had on my shoulder. Epinephrine fills my veins and my heart rate quickens. I turn around punching what ever touched my as hard as I could. I hear a yell and I see a flash of white and yellow.I just started punching at all directions flailing my arms trying to hit something, then my fist collides with something that felt like plastic and I feel it splinter under my fist.through the haze of blurred colours I see red and I hear yelling, and finally a bang, a quick whistling sound so quick I could have imagined it, finally I feel a sharp pain in my left bisect my senses feel like they stop, and I pass out due to the shock.


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What does everyone think? I really hope you all like the  tic so far. This is like a prolog thing so this is a lot shorter that what I hope my next chapters will be. I'm aiming each chapter to be around 1000-3000 words (kinda a large range). I would love to hear your feedback in the comments I done except constructive criticism. Just please don't attack anyone in the comments this is a safe space for everyone.

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