The Blood Forest

𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟛

Last night's dream was... Different.

It was exactly that. Basically, we were in a whole other area of the forest.. A clearing. And in that clearing was a house. A house that was abandoned.

I was with 2 other people, which I'd rather not say who. Anyway, we were able to move around. As usual, except farther. At least, before I woke up.

When we got inside, it was like someone was still living there. Oddly enough, there were 3 bedrooms. All looked like ours at home, we said. But, it was a nice place apart from that.

But all throughout the day, I was wondering... Did they have the same dream as me? They're my best friends, but they don't tell me about their dreams.

The day was average apart from that. The teachers acted weird though. They acted like something went wrong, like they witnessed a murder or something. It could just be me and my psychotic mind, but I'm not sure.

I started writing chapter 7 of my story. It's kind of cool, actually. It's based on a girl named Hariah who has no friends and has no where to go. But she lives in the forest. She built herself a little treehouse, and surprisingly, it was really nice. She's always been bullied at school because of her weird ideas. Rude, I know.

It's nothing new, though. And I'm not surprised me of all people decided to write a story like that.

I also drew a drawing to go with it. I can't show you, but it's of Hariah. She has shorter hair, it's black and she has cool ruby-colored eyes. She always wears this black dress and she is very pale. She also had this mark on her cheek under her eye. It's a pentagram, but she's actually a nice person. You'll know more soon.

Good luck, everyone...