the forest

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I was alone in the woods, afraid of what I might encounter. I smelled the stench of blood, or a rotten carcass. I walked not know which was west and which was north. The sounds of nature annoyed me. I was at a pond when I heard gunshots. I ran as fast as my legs can carry me. I jumped over the fallen logs. The gun shots got louder but was not mixed in with the sounds of nature. I hid in a cave. I hid behind a rock, I couldn't see much but I heard laughter. The flipping of the water coming from the cave roof took over. Silence fell, I was too scared to move. I run out you spot me. I run faster than I ever did before. I came to a cliff. You got closer to me. I looked at the drop it was to big that if I jumped I would die for sure. You pointed the gun at my head. I jumped. The sounds of nature stopped I was finally at peace.


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