"Dear diary I'm hungry, I think it's been two days now and in the nights the fire is the only thing keeping me warm. I miss home I don't know what I was thinking when I ran and I think that the cops gave up on looking for me. By now I could of made up with mom, hug her, get grounded and be in my cozy room eating a bag off chips." Lucile heard rustling in the bushes.
"I hear movement. Must be the wolves ready to eat me....about time." Lucile jotted down in her note book. "Come to think of it mom has been pretty good to me in the past." Lucile stopped. So did the rustling.
A tall slender shadow hovered above her. She grabbed her knife. As the shadow slowly reached for Lucile she got up and ran.
YOU ARE READING
The Woods
FanfictionLucile is a trouble some Creepy-Pasta loving thirteen year old with a big attitude.Her and her mother fight a lot which causes her to run away when she comes upon her passions but her worst killer night mares.
