• The beast in the woods
    The day was dark, it was cold and chills ran up my spine. I held on to my gun ready to fire it in a second. I was scared of the stories I had heard from the villagers. They say that when it is dark a beast of hell and furry will come and kill whatever stands in its sight. The wind blow past me as I walk deeper in to the dark woods. Few minutes past as I went in further. Then as I reached the opening I fell over at the sight in front of me.
    The blood of innocent souls was spread everywhere. The body’s were mangled and torn to pieces everywhere. I took a second to vomit, to only here blood curling howls. I stop then and there, raised my gun and what for the beast in this woods.
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