The Man In Strylt Forest
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I had trouble sleeping that night. I was conflicted. Why would someone be hunting in woods with no game? My mind was telling me not to go back. "Someone was out to get you, why would you go back? You're smarter than that. You were in a clearing; they clearly saw that you were a person and not an animal. Stupid. You're stupid," it said. My curiosity said otherwise. I planned on going back next week. I needed to convalesce for a while after my little excursion. I got up, took some sleeping medication, and drifted off to sleep.
They say curiously killed the cat, but mine damn will kill me.
Hello to anyone reading! This is going to be the first Wattpad story that I might actually keep up with. I've had many others that have failed, so I eventually just gave up. This one, though, I hope to be much different. Since this story falls into a multitude of different genres, it is listed as general fiction. As said before, this is going to be a first, so get ready for the ride! Feel free to leave comments, good or bad, I'll try to read and reply to them all. Vote if you like it, or do nothing if you don't. Either way, it will help me with providing enjoyable content. Happy reading!
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