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I went into the woods that...
I went into the woods that night knowing that I shouldn't.
It was cold, dark and damp, but I traveled farther and farther into hell. NEVER LOOKING BACK.A little girl, I assumed she was wondering around the forbidden place just as I was.I yelled out to her to make sure she was alright,but there was no response. All of the
sudden I had that sinking feeling in my stomach. I knew right then and there that I was another victim of the old wise saying "in the wrong place, at the wrong time". And then she stopped. Looked over towards me, and dropped to the ground. I went over to her, apprehensively, and she looked...
DEAD. Her clothes were tattered and worn. I asked in a soft low voice "Are you
okay miss?" Scared to hear a reponose, but even more afraid to hear nothing at all.
Once again, she said nothing. If she died, what had killed her? Was there real evil out
here like everyone in this stink hole town, this little quiet town I'd had lived in all my life,were they really right about this place? All these thoughts raced in my head as I stand, cold and
scared over this little mystery girl.Why was she here? What had I done coming here? If I went to
get help, my parents would kill me for sneaking out at this hour, and they would have been even
more mad to know that I went to the very place they had always told me not to.
I went into the woods that night knowing that I shouldn'tIt was cold, dark and damp, but I traveled farther and farther into hell NEVER LOOKING BACKA little girl, I assumed she was wondering around the forbidden place just as I wasI yelled out to her to make sure she was alright,but there was no response All of thesudden I had that sinking feeling in my stomach I knew right thenand there that I was another victim of the old wise saying "in the wrongplace, at the wrong time" And then she stoppedLooked over towards me, anddropped to the ground I went over to her, apprehensively, and she looked
DEAD Her clothes were tattered and worn I asked in a soft low voice "Are youokay miss" Scared to hear a reponose, but even more afraid to hear nothing at all
Once again, she said nothing If she died, what had killed her Was there real evil outhere like everyone in this stink hole town, this little quiet town I'd had lived in all my life,were they really right about this place All these thoughts raced in my head as I stand, cold andscared over this little mystery girlWhy was she here What had I done coming here If I went to
get help, my parents would kill me for sneaking out at this hour, and they would have been even more mad to know that I went to the very place they had always told me not to
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