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- Story Listed as: True Life For Adults
- Theme: Mystery
- Subject: Biography / Autobiography
- Published: 11/25/2024
The Forest Walk
Born 2009, M, from Gävle, SwedenThe forest floor crunched under my boots, each step a rhythmic counterpoint to the symphony of birdsong that filled the air. The sun, a fiery orb sinking towards the horizon, painted the towering pines in shades of gold and crimson. It was a beautiful day, a perfect escape from the concrete jungle I called home.
I'd planned on a quick overnight hike, a chance to reconnect with nature, to breathe in the crisp air and lose myself in the tranquility of the woods. As dusk settled, I found a clearing, a perfect spot for my makeshift camp. The fire crackled merrily, casting dancing shadows on the surrounding trees. I ate my dinner, savoring the silence, the only sound the gentle rustle of leaves and the occasional hoot of an owl.
But as the night deepened, a strange unease settled over me. From the depths of the forest, I began to hear sounds, faint at first, then growing steadily louder. It was a low, guttural humming, a rhythmic pulsing that seemed to emanate from the very heart of the woods. It wasn't the sound of any animal I knew, and it sent a shiver down my spine.
I tried to rationalize it, to convince myself it was just the wind playing tricks on my ears. But the sound persisted, growing in intensity, and with it, my unease. I spent the rest of the night huddled by the fire, my eyes darting nervously into the darkness, my senses on high alert.
The next morning, I packed up my gear, a sense of urgency replacing the peace I'd felt the day before. I left the clearing, the strange humming fading into the distance. As I walked, the forest seemed to press in around me, the trees closing ranks, their branches reaching out like grasping claws. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched.
The city lights began to appear in the distance, a welcome sight after the eerie solitude of the woods. But as I walked towards the familiar streets, the feeling intensified. It was like a cold breath on the back of my neck, a weight pressing down on my shoulders. I glanced over my shoulder, but saw nothing. Just the shadows of the trees, the fading light of the setting sun, and the empty road ahead.
I quickened my pace, my heart pounding, my breath coming in ragged gasps. The feeling was undeniable, a chilling certainty that something was following me, something unseen, something from the depths of the forest. I didn't know what it was, but I knew it was real. And I knew I wasn't safe until I reached the safety of my own home.
The city lights grew brighter, the sounds of traffic a comforting cacophony. But even as I stepped onto the sidewalk, the feeling lingered, a whisper of unease that clung to me like a shadow. I didn't know if it was just my imagination, a trick of the mind played by the eerie sounds of the forest. But I knew, with a certainty that chilled me to the bone, that I wasn't alone. Something from the woods had followed me home.
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