A Shift in Society

A Shift in Society

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She knew there was something out there. No, not some measly grizzly bear or huge mountain lion. Those were disappearing, and at drastic rates, too. Something was going on in the woods, she could see it, kind of. The woods weren't as quiet as they seemed to be, let alone still. Something was out there, and it was making Thea Finch as restless as a gopher was for Spring. So she searched. No amount of years of moving, going hungry, fear of her mother not coming home, drunken yelling or anything else she went through could prepare her for what she found in the woods. Nothing. But there's nothing worse than the haunting screams that plagued her mind, ripped at her throat, and squeezed the air right from her lungs. Except for the shift in silence that came afterward. *** Thank you all who have taken the time to read, vote, and comment on my story! You have no idea how much this means to me! Please check out the #thesupportclub and #theacerewards2020 and #NeonDreamerAwards2020
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It was a dark cold night-the night where the birds lay dead on the cold ground, listening in to the deceased whispers. This is the night where blood was once spilled. Jeremy hid behind a tree, holding on his thigh-his thigh was bleeding as he got stabbed. Jeremy looked at his wound, cursing under his breath. Jeremy looked around to see if anyone was nearby, there wasn't anyone nearby but he could hear the screaming of his pals. He could do nothing but to weep, he got out of his hiding spot and went deeper into the woods. He was wincing in pain as he dragged his injured leg. It was dark, too dark to the point even the moonlight couldn't provide light. Jeremy tripped over a tree root, he winced in pain, squeezing his injured thigh in pain. He soon heard a twig being snapped close to him. He pulled himself together, getting back on his feet. Dragging his leg once more. This time he raised the pace, panicking as he knew that he was being followed. He soon came across an abandoned truck that was in a small field. He smiled in relief, getting inside of the truck. He heard movement from his right, seeing a silhouette of a being that was coming closer to him. He panicked, climbing to the other seat to close the door. Once the door was closed, he locked the doors-backing away after. The door handle was being pulled aggressively but soon stopped. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around his thigh, he winced in pain as he made it tight. He looked around the truck, trying not to move too much. He eventually found a pen and a piece of paper. He started writing on it as a way to let anyone who came to the amusement park to leave immediately. first chapter of "The Drafted Reality and Dreams" has been rewritten! it's a bit shorter and has the same details just like the first chapter originally did. ⚠️ !This novel includes drugs, murder/murderers, cussing, suicide! ⚠️ [Draft] - No Proofreading or editing.

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