Owl Eyes (Freshman15s Contest)

Owl Eyes

                

I stepped cautiously around roots, branches, and other things messily sprawled around the forest floor. The full midnight moon hung ominously over the trees, like a big flashlight shining through a basement's darkness. It illuminated the dark forest and washed over trees and half-dug holes. I stumbled, and tripped, trying to keep my clumsy, uncoordinated feet on course as I ducked under swooping branches that scratched and clawed at my face. Stepping around a foreign forest at midnight, hiding from monstrous trees, and possibly wild beasts, was not my ideal night spent in the country. What was worse was that I had no idea how I got there.