"Dammit dammit dammit dammit dammit dammit dammit DAMMIT!" Was literally all I said that morning as I got dressed for school. It was Casual Wear Day at school and I was also planning to go into the woods straight after school. I kept cursing at myself cause it was a stupid idea but my curiosity kept me up aaalllllllllll night!
I'll spare the boring little details of my school day as it was just absolute shit and move to the sort of interesting bit.
Standing right in front of a pine tree, I kinda just hoped that no one else would see me walking in here. Pulling out a small (but unbearably bright) torch, I planted my right foot into the forest and something I didn't expect hit me in the face.
Wait a second, when a person is hit in the face, they fall backwards, right? Clearly that isn't what happened here. Instead of landing next to the playground, I was greeted with the sight of a cave covered in ivy. Standing up, I brushed a few leaves out of my head and looked around. "Ho-lee shiet." Was all that came out of my mouth cause I was back at OUR OLD HIDEOUT. WHAT THE ACTUAL FRICK?! Looking around, everything was the same. Besides the trees growth and the amount of moss on the rocks next to the lake. Looking down at myself, I quickly pocketed the torch in the side pocket of my (super skinny/stretchy) jeans and walked around the area. "I don't get it..." I mumbled to myself, "Its only been a year. How has that ivy grown so quickly?" Walking up to the entrance of the cave, I studied the exterior first. "Oh. My gawd. I have to get the frickity frack OUTTA HERE!" Just as I said that, a tree snapped -yes. A tree snapped- and started to fall TOWARDS ME. "Fuck duck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU--" I JUST FELL ON MY BUTT AS A BEAUTIFUL STRING OF CURSES FLUTTERED OUT OF MY MOUTH.
So rolling to the right of the tree, I quickly jumped up and fell over. Looking around, I realised that someone hit the back of my head and there goes the light and my con...scious...ness...Word Count: 383
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The Darkness Has A Name [ON HOLD]
Short StoryWe all have some sort of fear, and we choose whether or not we want to face it. There's a certain little boy, who is terrified of a certain little thing. The Things in the Dark. Fast forward to his high school years, he is surrounded by a circle of...