A high school class took a trip to Mount Fiji for their junior trip, for history to explore and have a good time. But their supposed-to-be field trip soon turned into a nightmare when the bus went off the road and crashed in the suicide forest, leav...
I was sitting on a knocked over tree, eating an energy bar. I was determined to find Dylan. I had been calling her name and searching day and night for her. I would find her. Even if it killed me. I checked my watch, it was around 8 am. It was day 4 at this point.
I pulled out my voice recorder, "Day 4. I'm all alone. Dylan and I got separated last night, while we were trying to find Katelyn, Jackson, Mikey, and Ellie. The forest is really playing games and messing with my head. False screams and strange noises. I've been looking for her since we got separated. It's around 8 am, so it's easier to see now. I'm really hoping to find everyone. I really hope everyone's alright and we get the hell out of here soon. I keep seeing things and hearing things. The forest tried to make me kill myself. It isn't fake and it's nothing like I thought it'd be. It's worse. So much worse. I hate this. It's serious and real.
I tucked it away, pulled out my gun and started walking. "I'll find you guys.. I promise." I whispered. I walked, calling out everyone's names. It warmed up a little, so I took off my sweater and put it in my bag, and I continued on my journey. I was focused.
Every second felt like an eternity, not knowing where my friends were. I didn't know if they were dead or alive and that killed me inside. I felt like there were a million eyes watching me, even though I was all alone. It seemed to be getting hotter, too. I took off my shirt. I heard rustling in some brush behind me. I quickly turned and looked at it, studying it.
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I was so surprised when Mikey emerged. "Mikey? Mikey! You sonuvabitch!" I said, grinning. He ran over and hugged me. "Where have you been? What happened?" I asked. He looked at me, exhaling. "I ended up falling asleep and Katelyn was gone. I went to find her, and couldn't. W-where's Dylan?" He asked. "We were trying to find everyone and the forest fucked with us, and we got separated, too. I've been looking for her since last afternoon." I explained. "Fuck.." Mikey said, running his fingers through his hair.
We began to walk, and share our experiences over the last 2ish days. He was experiencing similar things as I was. The voices, the sounds, the tricks. "Did it try to make you.. kill yourself?" I asked, hesitantly. He slowly nodded. "How?" I asked, curious. "I almost hung myself.. believe it or not." He said. My eyes widened, "Damn.." I whispered. He looked at me, "How about you?" he asked. I nodded, "I almost jumped off some little cliff that led to that creek with all the rocks." I explained. "Shit dude.." Mikey looked surprised.
"It knows we are sad. And tired. And hopeless." Mikey began. "The forest and spirits. They know and they're trying to use it against us. They're getting stronger, too." He sighed. I said nothing for a few moments. I was so scared. I was always tough. I had a scary childhood. But this wasn't something I could remain calm about at all.
Before we knew it, it was dark again. "We should set up camp somewhere." Mike suggested. "Do you have a tent?" I chuckled. "Nah, but we can just sit somewhere and take turns taking watch." He said. I shrugged, "I probably won't sleep." I said and grabbed my gun. Mikey looked at me, wide eyed. "You have a gun! Where'd you get a gun?" He asked. I looked at Mike, then the gun. "Some crazy guy attacked me and Dylan killed him with his own gun." I explained. "Damn. That's nuts.. But badass!" Mikey laughed. I nodded, "It sure is."
