The Forest Nightmare

The Forest Nightmare

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Nov 4, 2020
I closed my eyes once, once again and once more time; too scared to blink for a second too long, my mouth dry, a giant golf ball stuck in my throat. A tear-stained face watched the night light flicker from under the shear blankets that sat over my head. This had gone on far too long. We're supposed to grow out of the fears of our childhood years not make them worse. I'm fourteen for goodness sake! but even now they watch me from my cupboard, whispering horrible things into my ears and haunted my dreams through the darkness. My mum somehow kept away the distress. whenever she would lay next to me and just stroke my eyebrow or hold me just to rub my back, it made me feel like the world could throw anything and everything it has and I would still be perfectly fine. nothing could touch me. Even so, nothing ever stays how you want it to, how I wanted it to. Work called for her more and more so I saw her less and less her absence drew them closer. They scared me, I don't know what I should do
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IT lets go of me, my head hits the ground again, no sound echos this time. IT's mouth movies, but my ears ring, so I can't hear IT. Everything is blurry and movies too much. I can't focus on anything. IT looks at me, IT's eyes are all gray. IT smirks and stands all of the way up, towering over me. I pull myself up and wobble away from IT on unsteady feet. I look back to see IT laughing, watching me walk away. I can't hear her terrible laughter, and I don't want... to... I fall over, feeling woozy. My head spins and I sway as I try to stand. I look back again, to see that the fog has covered my path, and I can only see a couple of inches away from my face. I blow out air and fall over. * * * * 13 year old Colten, takes a shortcut through the field next to his house on his way home. But why can't he reach his destination?

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