I was walking when it appeared to me . It 'twas a dark cloudy day. I was mesmerized by the creepiness of the tree. It's dark skinny branches . Then a crow appeared to be resting on it. I knew that I shouldn't go near that tree. That it was dark . That it was more then just a tree. I had saw crows just before my uncle died in a car wreck . And once more just before I heard a plane had crashed killing many people. Crows were something I rarely saw but when I did bad things happened. I was very dumb to approach it , but I did. I walked right up too it , and with every step I felt like the devil himself was walking behind me. My heart pounded my head was aching worser than ever. I could feel my body temperature dropping . As if I was slowly turning into a skeleton. I had made it to the tree . I smiled with releaf . Thinking I had over come my fear of the devil and the crows. As I turned to go back . That's when I saw him. The Devil himself with a crow on his shoulder.nothing can describe that image. I never thought the Devil would be the last thing I ever saw. For I had a heart attack that dark night at the Devils tree.
