Survival.

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I remember that time my mother told me to never go out in the woods, but yet I still did. That was the biggest mistake of my life. Every day it is my duty to return for my own safety. I've been cursed by this girl, she's terrifying. You can always see her eyes rolled back to a bloody shot white colour and her smile... its crippled with a slit. her torn cream saturated dress smothered with her own dried blood and her dark charcoal hair always by her side. Its a nightmare for both her and me.

Before I introduce myself let me tell you her story. Her name was Riana and she was just 12 when she disappeared, she was never found... That beautiful young girl had a sister, her sister was just a few months old when she disappeared... And that sister is me...

I'm Karnama, her sister. One day I decided to go in the woods myself just for stroll, not knowing how bad it would be, going in the woods unsupervised like my beloved sister Riana did. I never really listened to my mother but now I feel guilt upon it.

Blankly I walked in the woods, and as far as I got was ten meters because that's where I saw a figure just lurking by a tree and that's where I tried to run. Unfortunately she caught up to me by five meters and she looked at me, she had a look with a huge guiltful grin on her deceased face but that grin slowly turned to a deep hurt sorrow look. She whispered "Karnama......?" As if she recognized who I was.

Her voice haunts me everyday. I can hear her from far away just saying "return to me... or don't"

It makes me feel so agitated, I don't even want to know what the or don't part is about. luckily I managed to survive that day due to my relations to her that day. but what if I'm just a reincarnation of her... I'm in my house right now, Its not exactly a haven but it's enough to keep me away from her for a bit.

Sometimes I wonder what caused her tragic death, and what could've been in that Forrest but from now all I know is she is a lost soul, an angry one... "Good night" I Whispered caressing myself to sleep.

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