the forest

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hi. im rayan. im 12 and i usually like
roaming around the forest with my best friend millie. millie is 12 too and we like to collect pinecones. millie and i were once walking into the forest until we heard an animal crying. that was rare!
"what do you think that is, millie?"
"i dont know maybe a fish"
"wanna go deeper to check?"
"alright"
millie and i went into the trees. but wait! i looked behind me and millie wasnt there. i went back to where we collected pinecones and i caught her dead on the floor. i began to cry just until millie stood back up to her feet and said, "got you hahahahahaAhha!" i began to cry. i was worried SICK about my best friend dying because we were only 12. we couldnt wait until we were teenagers, then we could do things like drink alcohol and go to parties late at night when we were 13. life is good.

"millie, do you still hear that crying?"
"no, lets go deeper."

i was then walking holding onto millies hand. millie loved gore so she usually went into the pond to pick out some fish and ripped them apart just to see their blood. i admired that about her; the way she ate that fish raw and the way she was all bloody. i once thought she was on her period because there was fish blood on her pants.

i then heard a screech that sounded like millies.

"millie!! where are you??"
"theres a beaver on me!"
"millie i cant find you!"
"millie....."
i began to cry as i couldnt hear millie anymore.
i kneeled down to the ground and screamed "CURSE THE DAY I CAME INTO THE FOREST AND MET A BEAVER"

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 02, 2015 ⏰

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