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Chapter 2: The Misty Woods

- Monday 23rd, September 2019-
-Location & Time: 8:15PM -
-POV: (Y/n) -

Me and my 'Sister' had just ran out the house and was headed to the woods to hide from that girl.

(Y/n): "Oh my god! Oh my god! What are we gonna do!" I cried to myself as I was dragged into the forest. My sister took out a flashlight so she could see what was in front of us. After a minutes of none stop running, we finally stopped to stop to catch our breath. My 'sister' finally let go of me and I collapsed onto the floor crying. I was in both emotional and psyical pain, I had just seem some of the scariest stuff in my life and both my 'parents' were dead.

(Y/n): "We're dead! We're so dead!" I cried out, only to get a kick from my sister.

'Sister': "SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE!" she screams at me. "This is all your fault!"

(Y/n): "H-Hows it my fault!" I yell back at her, causing her to smack me in the face.

'Sister': "DON'T FUCKING YELL AT ME YOU LITTLE SHIT! ITS BEEN YOUR FAULT SINCE THE DAY YOU WERE BORN! YOU NEVER DID ANYTHING RIGHT! AND NOW YOU CAUSED THIS PERSON TO COME AND KILL MUM AND DAD!"

(Y/n):" WHY WOULD I ASK SOMEONE TO KILL THEM! AND I DID NOTHING WRONG! YOU PEOPLE WERE THE ONES WHO TREATED ME LIKE TRASH! HIT ME FOR NO REASON! YOU ALL RUINED MY LIFE! AND NOW I'M GONNA DIE IN THE WOODS WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE TO MY FRIEND!" I yelled back at her. She shoves me to the ground before kicking me in the head.

'sister': "YOU DESERVED EVERY FUCKING PUNCH WE GAVE YOU! AND YOUR RIGHT, YOUR GONNA DIE IN THESE WOODS WHILE I ESCAPE!" she shouted at me before turning and ran off into the mist. I lay'd there crying as I coughed out blood from my battered body. The only thing going through my mind was I was gonna die without saying goodbye to Suzi.

(Y/n): "Oh god  please help me" I cry as I sit up to wipe the blood off my face. I stand up and limp in the direction my 'sister' ran off in while holding my side. I kept going in that direction until I reached what appeared to be a abandoned camp site. There were two tents, one of them was ripped to shreds while the other was in perfect condition. I entered it to find a sleeping bag and a backpack inside. I zipped up the entrance and went over to the backpack. Inside was a blanket, box of matches, a flashlight, a candy bar and notebook. I took out the blanket and wrapped myself in it cause it was really cold out here. I also took out the notebook and started to look through It. It was owned by a person called Rodney Beal, and it started out like a normal diary, going through each day of his life. . . but then it go weird.

His writing became more. . . rushed, and he also started doing little drawings in the book. Some were scribble's of tree's that had a big stick man standing in between them. I then reached a page that really made me feel uneasy. It was a drawing of a giant stick person with the words 'no' written down each side of it. The more I stared at it the more it seemed like I was being watched. I was ripped back to reality when a owl hoots nearby, making me close and throw the notebook to the other side of the tent. I then start examining my wounds. I had cuts and bruises all over me, some still bleeding and some scabbed up. I didn't know how to properly deal with them so I took out some plasters and just covered the bleeding cuts. When I'm done I just sit there in the tent.

(Y/n): "...I am so dead. I bet any minute now, that girl from earlier is going to start calling out my name, then when she finds me, either kidnap me or something wor-". I then hear something snap outside and I nearly jump out of my skin from fear. I grab the flash light and go outside the tent to look around. "w-who's there?!" I ask out in fear while turning on the light. The silence of the forest returned and I was darting the light everywhere. I turn on the spot as I hear something run past behind me.