I continued walking along and soon became distracted with cracking twigs and leaves in the woods. My heart started to race but I was frozen in fear. I just couldn't move. I looked to my right and there was an old dead tree and I swore that I saw movement behind the trunk. I stared, waiting for it to move again. I saw the dark, tall figure lean its head around the trunk of the tree.
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Monday, September 10, 2012
The Thing In The Woods
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