It was 10:30 pm, A young 4-year-old boy all alone lost in a forest was seen, with no chance of surviving. The poor boy had no shelter, no food, no water and had been wearing the same grey and contaminated clothes. He walked for many days and many nights to find some hope of finding a family he could stay with. Until....... There was a nice little cottage up ahead on a mountain. Could it be that this young boy had finally found hope of surviving? He ran as fast as he could on his two tiny feet (And finally after a while reached his destination) he entered the little house without thinking twice. But as soon as he entered........horror was seen in the poor boys face. Dead people hanged from which we call a ceiling. Some of them were even without heads. He turned left and right just to find blood and dead bodies. But....something flashed before the young boy's eyes that lead him outside. Nothing was there apart from devastation. All he saw was blood stains, dead corpses and a graveyard. He tried to escape but the gate was shut tight. He started panicking as he saw a knife stood up straight, pointing at his head. At first, he thought it was pointless to be panicking because there was no way he would get out alive. Moreover, pots and pans started to rise and then fall......"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH" the boy screamed, as he saw the knife move toward him. He couldn't move. Hands from out of the ground were grabbing onto his leg, holding him still as a stone. Trees laughing, wind giggling, nothing could have been done. The boy begged and cried for help......crying, yelling, screaming, shouting, sighing............"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH" ......silence. The knife slashed with all its force into the young and unwanted boy leaving him falling to the ground "I wa..n..t...my..y m..u..mm..y..y". This is where our story ends, full of sadness and horror.
