Fog lurked round every twisted oak engulfed and strangled all the life out of every innocent passer by. The gnarled branches reached out to grab every creature to pass through the desolated wood. Evil lurked in every orifice and hid under each and every fallen tree. A damp chill pervaded up my spine and sent cold shivers through my helpless frame. My breath hung like icicles in the chilled, damp air when the thought of what I might come across my treacherous journey entered my mind. The bark, decrepid, aged and crumbling oozed with moss, as dark as the night, hanging like blood clots from the cracked, wrinkled skin of the ancient oaks. Ivy fell from the highest branches most certainly a curtain of pure misery. Undergrowth ripped at my ankles like dismembered arms reaching up from the soil, straining to drag me down to the deep, dark earthy realms. I was sure my end would my end would come faster if i gave in to the persistent tug. The rain hammered down all around me like enemy fire from a far of trench. I was soaked to the skin and freezed to the marrow and my soul was cold Amy body was cold I was cold. I felt that however long I sat by a hot fire I could not ever shake of this dead sense, that I felt that I was slowly drowning in. No amount of cuddly, fluffy blankets could blow away the cobwebs that the poisonous spiders had sown in my head. I would be a different person if I left there alive no longer happy, no longer joyful, no longer the Amanda everyone knew and loved, different... I would forever live the passing minutes if I escaped, but only ever in my nightmares, I would live a haunted life. I stepped over a branch fallen from a towering, tree that groaned under its own weight, and ducked under a low down branch and into a small clearing, the first I had come across on my journey through hell in the hope to come out again. It looked like a good place to live my final hours and then die on the damp moss,
A blood curdling scream echoed around me, causing my stomach to roll. The eary sound chilled my skinny body to the bone, the constant shriek that rang through my ears overcame me with thoughts that I wished not to share with any human. Soon, any thoughts left of leaving this place left me all at once, I knew there was no chance I was not that insane, even though I had come here in the fist place. Why had I done it it was not my fault that I was bullied.
I was surrounded. The terrifying sound came closer and closer until there was nothing left to hear, but the treacherous howl of a pained body louder than a baby's cry's but as deadly as a venomous snake.
And then there was silence...
