As a child I was always told to stay away from the forest. The forest where the ground was made of blood and ash, where the trees were made up of skeletons, and you could hear the screams of young kids. But, that didn't stop my me from feeling as if I needed to go into the forest. Every time I walked past it on my way to school I felt that an invisible hand would come out of the forest and try to drag me into it along with the other children inside. I wanted to go inside, I needed to go inside.
The kids at school all thought I was crazy for thinking that the forest was a calm place to be in, all except for one boy. One boy who actually lived right on the edge of the forest and said he's seen and heard things int he forest that other's haven't. The boy soon became my friend and then my brother. the boy and I would walk to his house after school and sometimes along the edge of the forest looking into the abyss of trees and pitch black soil. One day the boy and I decided to walk again along the tree line, but that would soon be the end of our daily walks, for I was moving away never to come back to this small, dark town.
"Momma said that I can visit ya soon, Meadow." The boy said.
"I hope so! I don't want to be alone Kent." I tell him and he smiles
"You'll never be alone, Meadow. You my best friend!" He says in his sweet little twang that I used to love and adore so much.
"I love you, Kent." I whisper
"I love you too, Meadow."
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Secrets of the Forest
Mystery / ThrillerRunning though the dark forest, she could feel the the wind kissing her cheeks and neck making her think of the man that loved her, the same man that would kill her. She could feel the secrets that haunted her like a burning hand, wrapping around he...
