I hate the woods
I hate it with all my heart
The scary stories they tell
I was always frightened by it
Never will I go to one again
Never
Not after that
Not after the incident
That scary time when my life felt like it was ending
The time when a harmless prank felt so real
The tree that swayed side to side
The pitch-black star-filled sky
The blood-curdling scream of horror
Then silence
Not a sound not even the birds of the night made a sound
Anger and rage enveloped my senses
As a hard slap across the face
Silence
Once again we take a moment of silence
And final a small yet silent apology
It was very sheepish and nonchalant at the same time
As if nothing was wrong
Nothing was wrong...
- Author: Susanne (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 27th, 2022 16:12
- Category: Unclassified
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