The Cycle

The encounter

It was almost midnight and I couldn't sleep.

I looked out the window next to my bed, and saw the forest.

"Oh right there's that cool abandoned park in the woods" I said to my self.

I got up and grabbed my backpack, I put some of my art supplies, some food, and a couple small lanterns in it.

I grabbed my flashlight and walked out the door.

I made sure to be quiet doing so, that way I didn't wake my parents.

Not many people went to the park, heck not many people even wanted to go near the forest.

There was rumor that the forest was ruled my slenderman, and that a ton of non humans and serial killers lived there.

I didn't care much though, I liked spooky places. Anything that was scary or abandoned was my type of place.

I walked along along a path in the woods, when I saw a bridge going across the river.

The river was really fast and rapid, I looked at the bridge it was obviously old and not in great shape. If it was to break while I was on it I would either get majorly injured or killed.

I looked along the river to see if there was anything else I could use, and saw a tree laying across the river.

"Well it's a better bet then the bridge" I thought.

I tapped my foot on the tree, and took a deep breath.

I started walking along the log, it was pretty slippery but my platforms were majorly grippy.

I made it across and continued walking the path.

It was pretty nice, the stars were visible, and you could hear the sounds of nature.

I walked to a clearing, and saw the playground.

I walked over to the swings and started taking out the tiny lanterns. I set them up evenly so that a good portion of the area was lit up, and the mood helped to.

I sat down on the swing, and took out my sketch book, and pencil.

I started thinking of what to draw.

"Maybe a character from a show? My own character? Or..." I thought.

I ended up drawing this recently know serial killer, people called her Nina the Killer, and she hasn't been caught yet.

Time was flying and I was almost finished with my drawing, when out of no where something flew past my arm cutting it, then landing a couple feet away.

I looked at the knife that cut me, in shocked when I heard the sound of dripping on paper.

The blood was getting on my page, and I frantically wiped it off as I held it away from the wound.

I looked through my bag, and found my emergency med kit.

I wrapped the cut, and put it back. When I was finnished, I checked my surroundings.

The knife had vanished.....

"That's weird" I said to myself.

I took a breath and told myself I must-have got cut from the rusty chains on the swing.

I sat back down and continued to draw.

I was almost done, when I heard it behind me.

"GO TO SLEEP, MY PRINCE!"

I looked behind quickly, and saw a girl about to stab me. I couldn't think but in order to dodge I fell off the swing.

The sketch book fell on the ground open to the page I was drawing on.