The willows

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I am running then I trip over a root. I swear that wasn't there before.

I stand up and walk slowly. I feel lost. where am I? Someone is watching me. I can feel it.

"Hello?" I call. I hear the sound of twigs cracking under pressure.

I feel a breath run down my spine. No one is there. I turn to run, the branches of trees block my way forming a thick wall.

My heart is hammering. Branches are growing like time is changing before my eyes.

Im trapped.

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