This story is atheistic and fictional... Not sorry
Pishka. Your typical sad and a little depressed, South African girl, moves to America. She has to adapt to this ghost town she moved into. Being a loner should be the worst case scenario, right? No...
The picture for the woods, it's not much but it will have to do for now.
Pishka's POV
_____________ The Woods
I inhaled the fresh air I have been longing for, for years but when I opened my eyes I am met with trees, I know I love trees and climbing them. But right now I am just LOST!
And i don't know how to climb pine trees... My first stroll out of the house and I was lost, ugh, I turn and walk back the direction I thought I came but it seemed like I got lost even more. I take out my phone to try and track my way home from where I was, I had bars luckily
Then suddenly there was a growling sound nearby, like a wild dog was growling as a warning sign. But from a distance - thankfully - I know cause when I looked around the was no one or thing around. Seeing a clearing I didn't hesitant to turn tail and sprint for like 10 minutes straight til I was finally out of the woods
Hearing and seeing nothing chasing after me, I stopped to catch my breath then a shiver went up my spine. It felt like I was being watched by someone - if not something in my case. I didn't bother turning even though I am quite curious. Choosing the safe path I begin to sprint again like a mad person until I got home breathless and collapsed on the steps in front of the house
Curse my unfitness, I just hope it didn't follow me home
I pull my keys out and fumble a bit to find the house keys eventually finding it with shaking hands. I lock the door as soon as I entered and put the keys on the keyholder while wristwalking all the way upstairs to my room. Entering my room and quickly shutting the door and locking it, I head to the bathroom to take a long
I lay in a warm bubble bath to calm down my nerves. After getting undressed, I then threw my clothes in my washing basket and went into the bathroom in my underwear. The bath helped a lot, I got out of the bathroom, refreshed with a towel around my body and one on my head while walking to my closet. I got dressed into something more comfortable this time, a white baseball shirt that went until my mid thigh with a matching pair of ankle boots
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The outfit she's wearing (please don't mind the lady, just look at the clothing)
I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, listening to the sounds of nature, til a thought, of checking my social media on my phone to keep me busy, pops up. I get up after a while, walking over to the pile of clothes in the basket
