Chapter Five

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Cry Baby sat in the corner of her room.
Thinking about what had just happened with her and the boy.
It was all real.
It wasn't a dream.
It was her real life.
She didn't know how to feel.
She's never felt real love before.
She's never kissed anyone.
She was happy to kiss someone who actually cares about her.
But what if he did it only to calm her down?
As if he really didn't like her.
How did he get to her so fast when she was standing in the field?
Now she was confused.

Cry Baby crawled over to her dresser with her journal on it.
She got a pen and crawled back over to her corner.
She has written a lot in the thing.
She flipped to an empty page and started writing.
About the strange dream with the forest.
The dark one.

My friend Blurryface took me into a dark scary forest.
It was cold there.
He acted strangely.
Almost possessed and one-track-minded.
I started crying from being very scared and he stopped walking.
He told me to not cry and not to leave him and that made me even more scared.
It started storming out and then he grabbed my neck.
It freaked me out so much so I pushed him away from me.
I backed up into a tree.
He came after me and we got really close but... he vanished.
Into nothing.

Cry Baby shut her journal.
She got up and chucked it across her room.
Storming out of her room, grabbing a little coat, out the house.
She was going to go to the forest.
By herself.
She walked slowly across multiple roads.
She needed to see more of this forest.

She made it to the forest and hesitated before continuing in.
She felt a presence there with her.
No one was seen around her.

"Hello?"
Cry Baby called out.
Her loud voice echoed throughout the forest.
No response.
No sound movement.
She started walking.
A pathway could be seen only a few feet away.
She decided to walk down the path.
Cry Baby looked to her left and saw an old abandoned car.
It looked like it had been burned.
Trees, lots of trees, were fallen over.
Crickets could be heard.
It was another cloudy day.

Cry Baby continued walking through the odd forest.
She often heard footsteps behind her but no one was ever there.
Maybe it was just her head.
Cry Baby came upon a sudden cliff.
A long drop.
It was too late.
She fell down the cliff.
Her body rolled down the dirty ground.
Getting her full of dirt and leaves.
Once she hit the rock bottom of the hill, she cried out in pain.
Her whole body hurt her.
She laid on her stomach, gripping the mud in her hand.
Her legs got scratched up.
Her face was a little messed up.
Her arms had cuts everywhere.
She didn't want to move because she knew the pain would shoot through her body.
There's no way she could move.
She almost felt paralyzed.
Her throat let out a slight whimper.

She looked around.
Trying to find something to help her.
Of course, there was nothing.
Just trees, grass, and a little pond.

"Cry Baby."
Someone whispered.

Cry Baby jumped and looked around her.
No one.
"Hello?"
She called out.
Her voice sounded weak and raspy.
No answer.

"Watch it."
They whispered.

Cry Baby was now terrified.
Who was there?
She looked again and still no sign of moment or anyone being there.
It has to be her own head speaking to her.

"Don't move."
The voice was cracky.
And shaky.

She didn't move.
She waited to see what else would happen but nothing did.
Cry Baby tried sitting up but failed miserably.
Her back was in no good.
Her arms could not hold anything up.
Cry Baby laid there longer.
Her body couldn't do anything.
She decided to take a little nap.

She woke up later.
Lots later.
She was positioned in a new way.
She was now laying on her back.
Her arms were folded in front of her.
She held a yellow flower in her hands.
Cry Baby was confused.
Who had done this?
The crunches of leaves could be heard not too far from her.
Footsteps.
Cry Baby sat up without any pain.
She looked towards the sound and saw nothing.
She looked down at her legs and there were no longer any scratches.
Her arms were no longer weak.
Then she heard two voices talking up the hill she fell from.

She looked up.
Still, no one was there.

"Don't go."

Cry Baby whipped her head around to the voice.
No one.
She has to be going insane right now.

Cry Baby stood up.
She put the yellow flower in her coat pocket.
It was now night time.
She could barely see anything.
A few trees ahead of her.
That was it.
She started up the hill she fell down.
Where she heard the two voices.
Once she reached the top, she searched for the voices.
Nothing again.

"Cry Baby."
Her heart stopped.
She faced the voice and saw an angry Blurryface.
"Get out."
He said.
"What? Why?"
She asked.
Blurryface cracked his knuckles.
His head twitched.
"I said get out."
Cry Baby was confused.
Blurryface slowly walked towards her.
"Are you okay?"
She asked.
He got closer and closer to her.
Cry Baby lent out her arms.
She just wanted to hug him.
But no.
Blurryface charged at her.
Wrapped his black hands around her neck and smashed her against a tree.
Cry Baby screamed as she hit her head against it real hard.
Blurryface's grip tightened around her neck.
He was choking her.
His dark red eyes stared deeply into hers as he slowly drained her life.
Cry Baby tried gasping for breath.
She couldn't kick him off of her.
Her body became weak again.
Her vision went darker and fainter.
Blurryface's hands hurt more as he strangled the suffering girl.
Her eyes shut.
She passed out.
He let go of her neck.
Her body dropped to the floor.

Blurryface watched the girl.
Fear started rolling into him.
What had he done?
His eyes suddenly widened.
He kneeled down besides the unconscious girl.
He swore at himself.
He was so dumb to do that.
Especially to someone he loved.

"I'm so sorry."
He said to Cry Baby.

He put his ear against Cry Baby's neck.
There was a pulse.
Relief fell over him.
He laid down next to Cry Baby and hugged her side.
He regretted everything he'd done.

"Come back."
He muttered.
"Please, stay with me."

Don't let me be gone.

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