Escape Through The Tree's

Escape Through The Tree's

A Story by Millie

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As the wind makes contact with my skin it feels as though it pinches my skin thousands of times over. The smell of roses lingers along with the soft smell of his cologne. The mud squeals as I trudge on through.They arch round surronding me, trapping me The tree's stand tall watching me, stalking me, Judging me. I shudder sensing  the touch of nothingness. As the tree's run with the wind they scratch and pull. A tear drops down maping the ways it climbs down my face. My pace begins to fasten, running through never looking back.  Holding hands with thin air touching where your hands use to hold. The ground a mould green covered in moss and the darkest shade of brown mud.

 

"Haha" A childs laugh. Another tears run's it course mapping it's route around my face. The fast pace turns to a run. A damn log ruins my escape. Hitting the floor. More tears stream clouding my sight. The fuzzy light so close I ccould touch, I was so close so close to my escape! RUN! It seemed to far away seemingly getting further the more distance I ran for. "AHHHHH" A child's scream.

 

The sheer velocity od the scream was enough to shake anyone. The tree's began to shake and quiver. It began to settle. I stayed rapped in a ball. The winds changed  it became icy cold. "I see you mummy" The childs voice called. I attempted to get into a smaller ball. So small that the childs voice couldn't be heard. "Where's Daddy? Mummy Where's Daddy?" The childs voice lingered in my mind. I could feel his hand on my shoulder. The warmth, that disappering warmth. As his sweet touch fades into darkness as lonelyness come alive. Shaping it's self into person. A person who loved to play games to hate, to trap me in this never ending forest.

© 2011 Millie




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So many spelling mistakes in this and I haven't bothered to go over it and get ride of the little errors I will need to soon!

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on April 15, 2011
Last Updated on April 23, 2011
Tags: Escape, love, lost, Fanstasy, Teen, Horror
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Millie
Millie

Portsmouth, Copner, United Kingdom



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