THE WOODS

;; 09 ;;

[[ kitten with highlighter hair, aka mikey ]]

we were running.

running through the trees as fast as we could.

we ran so fast we didn't know which way we went.

or how to get back to the camp.

all in the hopes of finding cell reception to call 911.

we were far away.

a little too far.

where the trees were a little to dark.

and you couldn't even see the sky properly.

that's when we heard it.

a gun shot.

and someone running in our direction.

we ran the opposite way.

the killer was chasing us.

we were going to die.

"please, don't run, I'm hurt," a voice shouted between gasps, "the killer, has a gun. he shot me and killed my best friend. please help."

we turned back and walked slowly toward the figure.

it was a lovely girl was beautiful brown hair and an ugly shot on her arm.

she began sobbing and neither of us knew what to do.

cal gave her a hug and mumbled, "i'm sorry what's your name?"

she cried a little less, "sophie."