"All was silent in the forest. Not a breath of wind could be felt or heard. The dew from the air was fogging up my glasses, struggling to move from tree to tree with only a glimpse to get you through. As I came to a clearing I saw a pair of boots neatly placed together, this was very peculiar? When is it that you see two boots together standing up straight perfectly. I slowly walked away as these boots were giving me chills but as I turned around I heard something move. I didn’t want to look behind me but the urge I had was taking over me. I looked behind and there they were, the boots had taken a step. This was really freaking me out, why is this happening and why to me?......
I started backing away from the boots but as I did I stumbled down a hill. As I rolled down the hill I passed the boots and they were running along side me. I closed my eyes but as I opened them I was rolling head straight into a tree…..I was knocked out for quite some time and by the time I woke up it was pitch black. It was still dark but I could still see the shadows of those boots in front of me. I woke up to blood dripping down my head and an inch deep cut on my leg. I was in so much pain but you can’t really do much when everything’s spinning around you. Dawn approached very slowly but as it did the boots became a lot more visible, they were indeed there right in front of me. I was freaking out, I could barely move and those boots were slowly taking steps towards me…..
I attempted to move but I was in so much pain I fell straight back on the ground. Those boots were about a few metres in my distance, I had to do something but I was only limited to what my hands could do. My head was spinning and I was losing control, my whole body was flipping out and I didn’t know what to do. I completely just lost it and fell…
I woke up hoping it was a dream, I was wrong. I was still in the forest but where were the boots?? This was worrying me because I had no idea where the boots were and what they would do to me. My leg was still in a lot of pain but I had been out in this forest for too long. I had to do something, I strapped my leg in the materials I could find around me. I then grabbed a stick to help me off the ground. I hadn’t eaten in a few days, I wasn’t sure how or where I would find food?? I started foraging around for food, there was nothing. Was I gonna die out here??
As I wandered along I found a hill, this may be the hill that I fell down but I wasn’t sure. I thought what the heck let’s just climb it. As I got further and further up the hill the area became more and more familiar but I still really wasn’t sure where I was going. Every step I took it was taking the very little energy out of me, this was all I had to get home. After a few hours I reached the top, the top was familiar but it was bringing back scary memories of those boots. From here onwards I wasn’t sure where I was going….
As I hobbled onwards I saw footprints, as it went through my mind I had no idea who’s they were. I decided to follow the footprints as it was all I had to keep me getting home. I had been moving for hours until end where I still was going nowhere. It was getting dark and I was losing hope of every finding home, I had no idea where I was going but I had to rest as my leg was honestly killing me. I really struggled to sleep as those boots kept haunting me in my dreams, dawn came too quickly as I had barely rested but I knew I had to start moving.
I unwrapped my leg, it was looking infected. This couldn’t be good, I may not only get home but I may die from this infection. Although I struggled getting up off the ground, I knew that somewhere in this forest was a way out. But where, I knew where I had been so moving forward was my only hope. I was really trippy on my feet but it was the only way of getting out of here. After an hour of hobbling on my leg I was done, I just wanted to go home to where I knew I had another day of living. My only option in this forest was to keep going. I wasn’t sure but in the distance I saw water, this may be a mirage but deep down in me it helped me to have hope. I carried on towards the water, it honestly wasn’t getting any closer but where else am I gonna go. As I kept walking I saw a few yards away...there the boots lay.
They weren’t moving and this interested me, I walked towards them not a thought in my mind that they could hurt me. I kept walking and what I thought were boots revealed a person.. Now this person was familiar, it was my dad. I ran as fast as my leg would let me and I started yelling his name, he couldn’t hear me. I started yelling as loud as I could, he turned around. Tears running down his eyes he started running towards me, words couldn’t describe how happy we were to see each other. We both hugged and cried as this was the moment where we both felt safe. This was the last thing I remembered before I was taken home. I was straight away taken to the hospital where the doctors checked my head and leg for anything serious. I was right because my leg was infected and I also have a minor head injury. As I went head first into that tree, it took skin on my head creating a shortage of blood in my head knocking me out.
Every night I still have nightmares of those boots. I still have the thought in my mind that those boots are still following me day after day. I still feel uneasy walking alone as being in the forest alone has scarred me for life. "
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