Cycling is one thing but cycling across town just to get a packet of flour that too in the blazing is totally another story. But any sane if he/ she wants to live will never argue with their mother.
So, here I was cycling towards home with music busting through my earphones. Thats I guess why I found myself cycling towards the forest rather than home which I am sure I crossed few minutes ago.
The forest was 2-3 miles away from my house. But neither I nor any other child from my town ever went there. According to our elders it was forbidden to go there. Even the thought of going there for a walk was prohibited.
I knew I should turn around now something inside of me wanted to go there and explore, to find something that was never found before. So, I cycled away deeper and deeper into the woods untill I was in the middle of it .
I looked around and saw that each tree had name intials. After getting bored I started to leave. When, I heard my name. As I started to advance towards the sound, I heard another voice which soon become voices " Leave don't come back". Then I noticed that the sun was gone, the clouds were circling round - round like vultures surrounding a person on the verge of dying. Taking the warning I cycled out of the forest with high speed, after exiting the forest , I turned back and saw the trees moving side to side as if telling me to go and never to come back.
I went home and when mom asked me where I was I lied and said that I met a friend and was chatting. She bought the lie .
After dinner, I switched on the computer and searched about the forest and found that once a serial killer used to manipulate children, brought them to the forest and killed them ,then the place where he buried the body , he used to plant a tree there. The police shot him in the forest.
But even after killing him the children still wandered into the forest and never returned, then in the morning a tree appeared.
There was no name for the forest but I called it the forest of the lost souls .
