New Story

I have forgoton the end of that story. So I will write a new story.

Part V

A noise that filled the woods with its sadness suddenly enveloped her whole body and mind. Saph looked down and saw a small boy with tawny coloured hair, stuck, sobbing in a hole in the ground. How did he get down there? How could she get him out?

Part IV

Questions. There were so many what if questions she could ask herself right now that would terrify her out of her skin. She wouldn’t ask those questions, let alone answer them; she would force herself not to if she had to. But, what if she did fall into a hole? What if she got lost and was stuck in this endless dystopia of darkness forever.

Part III

A short, high-pitched scream suddenly filled the air around her, a scream she couldn’t ignore. She ran down the path, not caring anymore what lurked behind that tree or round that corner, she had to help the owner of that scream.

Part II

She walked and walked and she seemed to be getting no where, but soon she found herself in a clearing with three clear paths that she could take. But which one? All the paths looked the same: terrifying. All the trees seemed alive...

Part I

Stumbling and tripping through the long, thin branches of the looming trees, Saph got deeper and deeper into the woods. Her long, dark wavy hair falling into her pale face. Her green blue eyes playing tricks on her. Was that a ghost? Was that a hand just waiting for her run past so it could reach out and grab her?

Intro

This is an introduction to my blog. In my blog I will write stories because I like writing stories. Some will be happy, some will be futuristic, some will be from the past, most will be scary. I like scary stories.