I stare blankly at my surroundings. The trees tower above my shaking body. I look away from the trunks, turning to stare at my bloodied nails. I pick at the dried mud on my arms. Lightning brightens the clearing, exposing a tent and other camping supplies. The world goes black and then shakes as thunder pounds its way through the forest.
I'm away from home. Hidden. The world brightens and goes black again. Goosebumps crawl up my filthy arms. It's not really the same without her. It was at least warm with her next to me. But it's so cold now. Thunder shakes me and the trees. A scream bounces from tree to tree. One word is audible as I fall to the ground. "Jamie!"
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The Woods
Short StoryWhen she loses her best friend to the thing she loves most her life will fall apart. She needs to learn to let go of old hopes and let in new love.
