MIRRORWOOD

MIRRORWOOD

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"Some things should only be spoken in the afternoon, when beings of a more sinister nature are still kept at bay by the sunlight." Twelve year old Violet loved her Grandmother's stories. One in particular was her favorite of all. It seemed to slightly change with each telling, becoming more magical and intriguing, yet still staying familiar. It was never used as a bed time story for Grandmother would not tell it after dark, until one autumn evening. Violet never expected that Grandmother's age old tale could hold truth... and danger.
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There was a story my grandmother used to tell me about the woods outside my house. She said that there were monsters Lurking deep in the shadows that watched and waited for children to enter so they could gobble them up. I knew that she said it to scare me out of the woods. Only problem is that it didn't work. The deep dark Forrest called to me like no other. It was like that is where I belonged not out on the streets playing kick ball like all the other kids. I was supposed to be running through the trees feeling the wind rush past me. This is the story of how I discovered that the monsters lurking in the Forrest were real.

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