Short Horror Stories.

The Trees

It was summer time and everyday a girl would go to the woods to play. Blythe was sixteen but she still loved to imagine she would fight bad guys and pirates alike. Blythe would imagine that she could talk to the trees and they would answer her. How she loved to hear their stories about the other trees that belonged to the evil sprit queen. They belonged to her.

The evil queen would chase Blythe through the woods trying to steal her magic pendant. Blythe gave the evil queen a nickname. She called her Windy. Windy got her nickname due to communicating with the trees through the wind.

Blythe as you can tell wasn't your average sixteen year old. Blythe was still young at heart which made her a believer and pure of heart. Blythe was very beautiful, she was always told she could become a model. Blythe loved her long brunette hair and matching brown eyes. She was tall and skinny. Every guys dream.

Blythe was an only child so she was used to being alone. She was used to living in her own little world. Blythe always wore a black beanie no matter what the weather. She was know for this hat and her style.

Jeggings with a purple butterfly top, With black lace up mini boots with a heel. And most of all her favourite jacket. The jacket was a pink ish colour with white/cream sleeves. It was mostly common as a varsity jacket.

One day Blythe invited one of her few friends from school to come to the woods with her. Her name was Aria. Aria had deep red hair and blue eyes. Aria had the bluest eyes Blythe had ever seen.

At the woods Blythe told Aria about the trees.

"They are alive you know"

"Shut up. No they aren't"

"They are. cant you feel the life around you"

"Like I said. Shut up you hippy"

Aria scoffed and mocked Blythe when suddenly a huge gust of wind blew nearly knocking Aria off her feet.

"Aria." A whisper said.

"Come and find me. I'll make you believe"

Aria just thought it was Blythe playing a trick.

"You will come to me. Find me at the big oak tree" The whisper chanted.

"Very funny Blythe" Aria scoffed.

"That wasn't me" Blythe said confused.

"Once you find me. Come inside. Leave you're shoe at he entrance. The left one obviously." The whisper called.

Aria looked at Blythe awkwardly and indeed they both set off to find the mysterious whisper in the big oak tree.