The last thing I remembered was a sharp stab in the head and burning sensational her arms felt while hitting the forest ground, scratches caused by the branches on the ground. I saw my arm outstretched from the collision in front of me, pale as chalk but almost translucent, yet no cuts from the stabbing pain. I tried to make out where I was but only came up with the conclusion that it was a familiar place. What happened to me? How did I end up like this? I struggled to get up but with no avail as my vision slowly blurred into a void.
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werisfesteria
Teen FictionWerifesteria (v.) to wander longingly through the forest in search of mystery Dakota gets a surprise letter from her supposedly dead father. Crazy killer wants everybody I'm her town dead. Will she solve the mystery of her dad and save her town fro...
