One man found out the peril of getting lost in the woods. He thought he was trotting down the same trail he used to but the tall trees that never touched each other seemed unfamiliar.
As the sky began to be painted with orange and pink near the horizon, he feared for his life as he had no food and water supply. Trekking down the path he just trekked on, he had gotten even deeper down the woods.
Finally, before the sun completely hid behind the plains on the west, he had found a cabin and decided to stay the night. He searched around the house for any sign of inhabitant when he heard a roar inside the room on his left.
He slowly creaked the door open and saw fiery eyes full of anger. He tried to grab the pistol in his bag but he was frozen, paralyzed with fear. It was too late. He could never outrun this. That's when he knew it was o-bear.
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A Series Of Short Stories
Cerita PendekFirst of all, the cover is not mine. It is just a random photo. Second, this is just a bunch of short stories so if you like short stories, please take time to read and comment. I'm open for suggestions. :)
