The woods

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I've been running for hours and still no sight of life the birds and crickets quit singing its dead silent. There's barely any moon light coming threw the branches of the trees above I hear twigs breaking in the distance and freeze up where to hide is all I can think about. All the branches are too high up to climb so I decide to hide behind the biggest tree hopefully who ever or what ever it is can't see in the dark. As the thrashing gets closer I'm holding my breath more and more all of a sudden silence I want to run but saying how fast it caught up to me I decide against it I'll just be digging my own grave

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