The Boy In The Woods
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Last published Tue, Sep 17, 2019
"Bianca! Over here!" Charlie yelled at me rather desperately. I walked across to where she and Jessi were standing. Jessi was petrified and frozen she was just looking up at a tree whilst Charlie beckoned me forward. I realised what they were staring at.
Drops of blood dripped from its branches. Hairs noted around its trunk. Bones scattered around its mouth. A ball of flesh was hung at its peak. The body hanging from the branches was a sight to behold. Its eyes purple, drained and glassy. Its white shirt stained with its own crimson blood. A knife had been dug into its stomach and twisted a few times. A now red scarf was tangled around its neck.
We had just found a body.
Someone had been murdered.
Join Biancas journey through the woods.
A story of crime, death and romance.
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