It is dark and damp. The smell of pine trees fill the air as I trudge through the dense forest. The bright moonlight is the only thing helping to lead the way through the blackness. Tripping here and there, I finally make it through the trees to step into a huge clearing that I have come to know of very well.
'What am I doing here right now? Didn’t I say I was never going to come here ever again?'
I turn around to head back home, but freeze as I hear a very familiar voice.
“Don’t go on my account. That wouldn't be too fun if you left, right when you just got here.”
My blood turns cold as I freeze in place, too terrified to move at all.
“Oh come on dear. You came here for a reason right? How about you just turn around and we can talk. I promise to try to be on my best behavior.”
I scoff.
“I highly doubt that. The last two times we have ran into each other were not pleasant at all. You even wanted to hurt me the very first time.”
