The misty forest

Home at last?

I wobbled up the stairs frightened at every move, I go to into my room and switch on the light scrambling for my diary to write down what happened. Once It's found I pick up a pencil and scribble down everything it's hard to describe I draw what 'it' and label things what I heard and what it looked like and sounded like; it must have been the same figure from the house so I put down what it sounded like.

After a few good minutes I do some searching about lots of facts about things in the wood, I think I heard Mum and dad check in on me but I just left it and carried on with my research when I find a paragraph about a figure that looks the same to mine
"Beware, abandoned woods and terrible frights.if you step foot in there it will stalk you at night.."

I think I've read enough I fold up my diary and put my pen away and gaze at my book one last time 'nice picture you got there...' I don't look behind I'm frozen in my tracks 'why don't you read the last bit out' the crooked voice says 't-t-this creature may torture but if you look into it's eyes you can see andcursed by-'

The rest of the text is covered in pen and blood you connot read the rest...

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