His

The fight

I'm currently walking back to my cabin that I build. its about a ten minute walk back, I had to go to town to get some food. I was pondering moving further into the woods because you can see the moon more clearly, ever since I was little I loved the moon and wanted to work for Nasa but oh well. so after I had my little thought process I realized I was lost and it couldn't get any worse so I started using my surroundings to get back home and I had a feeling I was being followed by someone or something but if only I was faster because I was thrown against a tree I quickly got up and threw some punches but he quickly blocked them I was fighting the black dotes that so badly wanted to take me over into darkness but I knew if I wanted to survive to see another day I would have to keep fighting I got up as I got up I was scratched and blacked out.

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I'm not the best writer but I really think this book can go some where so share this with your friends and comment ideas ~Morgan