Post by Jaden on Jun 5, 2008 22:33:31 GMT 10
Long ago, about three and a half years ago, when I first met Michael, the both of us went walking into the woods that he said was haunted. I had told him recently before that that I loved looking for ghosts, and he wanted to take me on a tour to what he called "Haunted Woods".
When I went in, I started feeling even worse, and tired. Michael and his cousin had to stop every once in a while because I was too tired to keep going. The irony of it was that I was too energetic before I went in, but when passing through the border, it was as if the energy was diminished.
We made it out of the woods on the other side, but Michael was panting, too, and sitting down on the ground. His cousin was still in the woods, looking around. And then we heard something when we hadn't heard nothing for hours, and started running home around the woods, not through it.
When I went in, I started feeling even worse, and tired. Michael and his cousin had to stop every once in a while because I was too tired to keep going. The irony of it was that I was too energetic before I went in, but when passing through the border, it was as if the energy was diminished.
We made it out of the woods on the other side, but Michael was panting, too, and sitting down on the ground. His cousin was still in the woods, looking around. And then we heard something when we hadn't heard nothing for hours, and started running home around the woods, not through it.
