We get out of the apartment building, running toward Victor's car. He starts his car, while me and Niko jump in the back seat and Victor and Jason in the front. Victor immediately starts driving before I could put on my seatbelt. This can be a solution to everything... no more people would die... and... My promise to Hilda, would be done...
The car then out of no where stops, Victor looks at the re view mirror and smiles: "Red light". Niko started screaming at Victor, while he burst out laughing. I hit my nose on Victor's seat when he made that unpredictable stop. I started rubbing my nose, to ease out the pain. We once more started driving, Niko being irritated at Victor and saying:
"Victor, seriously the cops are going to stop us and we aren't kids anymore, they could seriously put you in jail!"
"Next time I am driving!"
"You are really done for...!!"
I can see that Niko is one of those "Mom friends". I can see that she cares about Victor and her other friends, even though she can be sometimes the "strict version of mom friend". Victor parks beside the forest where I first time drove in his car. We all got out and looked at the forest.
"Do we have any flashlights?", Jason asked while looking inside of the trunk.
"Nope, you can see pretty a lot in the forest, so no worries"
"I swear to God, if you are lying, I will fucking end you", Niko said and I started lightly laughing.
We went inside of the forest; the light breeze is so familiar... So, calming. I took with the bunny; Hilda gave to me and I of course still have the hoodie on me. I look around to see if I can spot the bag, swaying on one of the branches. Then I see it, the reflex that is on the bag. I quickly run towards it and take it off the branch. Niko is holding her hands crossed and looks like she is freezing.
"Can we go now?", Niko said. While we all turned out backs, I could hear a branch behind me creak, someone quickly grabbed me and held their hand in front of my mouth, I quickly took it off and scream the loudest I could. Luckily everyone turned around, terrified. I looked up...
It's... Mrs. Smith...
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The lost
Short StoryThis is a story about a girl named Asha. Her parents died at the age of 10, she was sent to the orphanage... But this orphanage had something strange. A tradition. "What kind of tradition", You'll soon find out... (TW: This story has brief mentions...
