Slowly and auscultating. I trepidatiously creeped through the woods, getting deeper to find him; it seemed the more I called the more isolated I was. The trees seemed to howl and viciously danced above me as I looked up. In my near vision, a black sheet whips past me, startling me to the side.
Nothing.
Again, it strikes like lightning behind me, but this time, it hits me in the back, winding me and throwing me forward. I sit up and feel my head hurt and my chest is collapsing in on itself; panic sets in my veins and makes a home like a feeling I don't think will ever leave even if I survive. If. This could be the end. This is the end, here, next to the death place of my brother - full circle - like I deserve.
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before dark phantoms
Teen FictionFirst story I've ever written please let me know your thoughts and ideas, I'd love to hear them, and any ideas I use will be credited to the person who helped **TW and just general warning - suicide - grief and family loss - mentions of self-ha...
