In a small town there had always been a forest a very thick and dense one so much so you could get lost and never come back out.The myth shrouding the forest is from the single surviver still alive.

As I climbed the fence to the forest I could feel the humidity building.the air was damp.I walked along the grass as no paths had ever been built.I tensed up as I got deeper and deeper into the forest with barely any light shining through anymore.

I couldn’t see or remember where I came in from so I kept walking hoping I could get to the other side.I was startled when I saw what looked like eyes looking at me and bright teeth smiling too.

I went over to see if it was a person but it was the trees I felt the bark and I was horrified.I screamed but they kept on smiling I looked up and noticed the moon peaking through the leaves and I realised it was midnight.

I ran and ran back until I hit the fence and I gave a sigh of relief as I walked to the town and back home.I won’t be coming back.