One Night I Was Walking..

Topics: 2008 albums, Darkness, Mind Pages: 2 (981 words) Published: April 8, 2013
One late night I was walking and I looked up at the black sky. I was freezing cold; it felt like it was only 10 degrees outside. Well I guess that makes sense because it’s the middle of fall. I looked at my watch, it was about 10:06 pm, and I hadn't intended to be out this late I sort of just lost track of time. The sun had set, and there lies an empty road ahead that had no streetlights. My anxiety was through the roof once I realized I was in for a dark journey home. I had decided that by traveling through the forest would be the quickest way home. Minutes passed, yet it seemed like hours. The farther I traveled into the forest, the darker it seemed to get. It was very hard to even take a breath due to the stifling air. The only sound familiar to me was the quickening beat of my own heart, which felt as though it was about to come through my chest. In this kind of darkness I was in, it was hard for me to believe that I could be seeing these long finger shaped shadows that stretched out to me. I had this gut feeling as though something was following me, but I assured myself that I was the only one in the forest. At least I had hoped that I was. As the forest started getting deeper and deeper I began to ponder. Will I make it through this forest tonight or will I be captured by these shadows that I’m seeing? Sounds from what seems like footsteps other than mine led me to stop in my place and listen closely. Could this forest be haunted or was I just over thinking and imagining things? I started to get very nervous by this time my anxiety was just getting worse and worse. “It will be just fine,” I told myself what seemed like around 50 times now. I am just imagining things. I continued my journey through the forest but negative thoughts were running through my little head. Just as I took a step, I found myself right in front of this lady in a light blue ripped up dirty dress she seemed to be transparent so I reached my hand out to try and touch her. And then...
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