Red Strikes

The forest is home to things we don't speak of, creatures so feared that we aren't allowed to enter the forest, it is strictly forbidden. What is so scary about a bunch of trees and wildlife? Once their was a man who entered the forest, he came back three days later, blindly clinging to what was left of his life.

I have always loved nature and trees. Not the ones of the forest, weak women such as I were not allowed to step a foot near the place. But I wanted to. More than anything. I wanted to prove that this cluster of trees, this forest was not evil. Women are not weak, and this whole situation about what dwells in the trees being real and evil.

Their is no such thing as pure evil or good, you can't judge an entire species upon one type you meet.

So I have never judged, and I will not allow others to judge me. I am like a book, don't judge me by my cover, but by my content.

That is how I plan to judge this forest... by its content.

I'm breaking the rules.
I'm risking it all.
I'm proving my worth.
Yes I am a girl.
I'm taking a stand and
Winding the clock
The buzzer will start...
Tick tock tick...