A Mother's Lullaby

A Mother's Lullaby

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sun, Jun 12, 20225m
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Paranormal
We all know it--me, my friends, and the townfolks. The woods have always been enveloped in darkness. Even in summer, its air is chilled like the frosty winter wind, which also carries the pungent smell of rotting creatures. Its trees hide the eyes that are silently watching us. The sound of its river is thick like gushing mud from a sloping mountain. The birds that entered never came back. Scared adults talk about it and tell their children to stay away to be safe. We know it. The lullaby that we hear every night is an evil enticement. However, some of us have let our curiosity win over our rationality. And so... me and my friends have plunged ourselves into a fateless nightmare. --------------------- Please note that this story is my entry for "The Alluring Woods" contest by Paranormal.
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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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