We had plans to go and visit other people that we considered family. They really aren’t by blood, but, we have known them for a super long time. Me and mom left because no one else wanted to go. Char and Jodie was our first stop. My cousins Raven, and Gaven weren’t there, so I was pretty bored.
It sounds like every story in every scary movie so it’s hard to believe it or not. But my friends believed it so of course that wanted me to go but at first I wasn’t sure if I should go. Eventually I gave in and I’m going, right when we all got there it looked like a nice house so all my friends decide to knock on it and “Aghhh” there is an odd sound we all jump back and want to run but my friend knocks on it again and the door bursts open and we all go in and I really didn’t want to go in. My friends are in and I wasn’t about
It wailed loud and clear, cutting off the sob fest. What was the siren? Was it signaling the arrival of some saviors to put out the fire? “Everyone, look!” Little Red cried. They turned around from each other to look past the pages at a dark figure walking through the fire.
It was the first time had seen something other than forest for the last 12 hours and it gave us the motivation to keep going. We were close. Or so we thought. Brown 3 Ellie and I hiked on for two more grueling hours. The sun got hotter, the incline steeper and the breaks more frequent.
Everything seemed strange when the woods masked with the darkness of the night. The leaves of the trees were basked with a silver glow and the atmosphere of the night seemed colder. After minutes of walking, she reached the place where the bells were playing. Somehow she was certain of it. She was surprised and shocked seeing a large circle of toadstools at an open space in the middle of the woods.
Arriving to the cabin hours later, it was nearing mid afternoon. We had planned to go bait and scout the woods before dark. After unloading our belongings into the cabin and getting some lunch, it was time to head for the woods. The never ending green seemed to surround the truck as we made our drive down the old gravel road. As soon as we had arrived to the trail my mom and I loaded the fourwheeler.
They have five abandoned houses on the street that no one dares to go near. There are rumors that late at night people hear voices coming through the thin old walls. Another creepy place in the town is the woods. No people have ever set a foot in the dark woods for ten years because of the horrifying stories that have become of it. Grey: Four weeks.
I walked up to the front and admired the sun, then took some pictures with my friends. After that we all left the stone shelter and joined everyone back out on the road. There, our counselors were waiting for us with donuts and fruit. We all chatted and laughed, but then it was time to go back to camp. The walk back seemed much shorter, we all talked and told jokes and sang.
The family looked exceptionally interested now; it was unimaginable after looking at the dull expressions they had on arrival. As we thought of to proceed with our ‘exploration of the woods’, we had to choose from around ten different ways, each leading to a different section of the woods. The discussion soon turned into an argument, resulting in all four members heading towards a different direction. Some time after entering the forest, the clouds began to become darker, indicating the