The Red Wooded Forest

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My feet clatter in a fast paced motion amongst the wet leaves in the dark, abandoned, foggy forest. I am surrounded by tall, wet, Red Wood trees that have lost some of their leaves. I was running. I didn't now why I was running. I look behind me. No one is chasing me. I stop and stare all around me trying to come up with an answer as to why I was running. 

Out of the corner of my eye I see a shadow deep within the forest. I turn to see what it was, but it had disappeared behind one of the trees. "Hello?" I asked with fear hidden underneath my breath. No response. The rustling of the leaves startles me after I turn away. I keep walking. My chest tight, feeling like someone was squeezing it.  As I continue walking, I feel someone or something brush against me and whisper "Stay behind and keep watch, they are hiding amongst the shadows, for you are to be too." I look to my left and see no one, nothing at all. Pondering what they said, I trudge forward slowly, careful not harm them.

My name is Itzal. My mother had spoken basque, therefore she named me Itzal which means "Shadow" in basque. People call me Zally, because apparently, it is hard to say my name. But not to the shadows in the forest. It comes naturally to them. 

I still didn't know why I was running until I see a little cabin up ahead about a mile away with smoke seeping out of the chimney. And suddenly it all comes back to me. 



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