Little Drabbles

Should've Helped when you had the Chance

"Help me!" Was being constantly yelled throughout the air. The sound was over powering her thoughts as she was looking for the person crying out for help. It was too dark out to see anything and all she was doing was bumping into trees left and right. Her eye sight was messing with her and she was losing her will to think.

"Help me! Please!" It screamed out again. Shaking her head, she stops to look around at her surroundings. In front of her was a funky looking tree that looked half dead. She feels like she has seen this before. Turning her head, she notices another tree that she knows she has seen.

"I'm just going around in circles." She mumbles to herself.

Closing her eyes and listening to the noises around her, she hears footsteps coming in her direction. Freezing, she opens her blue eyes to look in the direction they're coming from. These woods were starting to freak her out. She knew she shouldn't have come by herself. Her heart was racing and the pounding from it was affecting her ears.

Turning in a 360 degree, she couldn't see anything. But she could still hear the footstep coming her way. Then they all of a sudden stop. She stalls, because she hears breathing behind her. That wasn't there before. Turning her head, she saw a whitely figure of a girl her age.

"Help me." it whispers before she runs to the left.

"Wait!" She screamed out trying to get the figures attention. "I can't help if you keep running!" She starts to ran after it to see where it went.

After about another 20 minutes of running, she was out of breath and officially lost. Slowing down to catch her breath, she hears the heavy breathing again. She sighed with relief and turned around to see the figure looking more dead and distraught than ever. She gasps and turns around to run away to safety, only to be stopped by the figure right in front of her.

"You should've helped me when you had the chance!" It yelled before it stabbed something into her chest.

"Flora, I tried! I'm sorry!" she screams out to the figure with pain in her voice.

"Well, you didn't try hard enough Sue. You didn't try hard enough." Flora rips the thing that she stabbed Sue with out of her chest just to stab it back into her heart. Getting it pulled back out, she falls to the floor.

Before she lost consciousness forever, she heard one last thing.

"Help me!"