Caw!
The young girl opens her eyes. She was lying on her back on the earth’s dirt. She looks up but all she sees is the tops of trees. She stood up and looked around. Huge tree’s was all she saw, in every direction. It was around twilight and it was a chilly night. She looked down at herself. She was wearing a lacy, black spaghetti strap dress that fell past her knees down to her feet. She had black, fingerless, lacy gloves and was wearing boots. Her long black hair was dirty from lying on the ground.
She was confused. Where was she and how had she gotten there? She tried to think back to the last thing she remembered before waking up but she didn’t remember anything. She didn’t even know her name. She was alone in the middle of a mysterious forest and had no way of knowing how to get out. She didn’t even know where to go even if she did find her way out.
Caw!
The girl jumped. In all the confusion she had forgotten what had woken her in the first place. She looked around, trying to find the raven making the noise. She didn’t see it anywhere, not even in the trees. This frightened her. She was in an unknown forest, alone, and she hadn’t even thought about the creatures that could be lurking the trees shadows.
She spotted an opening in the midst of the trees and walked toward it. She noticed an odd-looking path. It was odd because it seemed to be barely noticeable and hard to follow because it weaved in and out of the trees. She was praying that the path would lead her out when-
Caw!
The girl jumped again and looked in the direction she heard the raven. She still couldn’t spot it anywhere. She was beginning to feel anxious. She wanted to get out of there. As she is walking along the path, she can hear water flowing in a river. She follows the sound and comes to the river. The river was a nice, clear blue. Not the kind that you normally find that’s all muddy and filled with weeds. This was the water you expect to find on an island resort. She goes to the water, crouches down, and puts her hands in the water and cups it to her mouth. It was cold like the air and tasted wonderful.
Caw!
Startled, the girls hands fall to her sides as she stands back up. The girl turned - yet again - in the direction of the raven and – yet again – finds it nowhere to be seen. This was getting ridiculous. She was creeped out, but yet irritated at the same time. Leaving the unusually clean water she turns back to the path.
Back on the path, the girl shivers from the cold air. It was starting to get darker now. She was worried she would never find her way out. Looking ahead, she sees an old wooden fence. The gate is hanging from its hinges. Some of the small wooden boards were broken and it was faded and in some areas mold was beginning to grow. The girl carefully pushes the gate open and steps ahead.
Not so far ahead the girl spots what looks like an old beat-up, two-story house. She runs ahead hoping that inside she will find help. On closer inspection she notices it’s no house at all, but a shack. Once she was up to the house, she doesn’t bother knocking. She slowly pushes the door open and steps inside. The first thing she notices is that the place had been abandoned long ago. The furniture was covered with sheets and everything was dusty. She wanders the shack in search of a phone. She goes upstairs and looks in the master bedroom. Inside the room was a nice king-sized bed. All the furniture in the room was covered. The wooden floor creaked as she walked to the dresser. It had a mirror she could tell because the sheets went up above the dresser. She grabs the dusty sheet and pulls.
Caw!
At the exact moment the sheet went down over the mirror she saw the raven, but as soon as she gasped and turned around it was gone. It was nowhere in sight. At this point she was frightened. She was loosing it. She was cold, scared, lost, and the sun would be down at any moment. She turns and runs to the closet and grabs an old frilly jacket. She puts it on and rushes out of the house.
Back on that godforsaken path, the girl is beginning to panic. She is rushing along the path and from somewhere she could hear the raven cawing, as if it was mocking her. Tired, upset, and on the verge of hysteria she gives up. She runs to a nearby tree and slumps herself against it. She began to cry. She was so upset, she could hardly stand it.
Caw!
The girl gasps and looks up to see the raven sitting right in front of her, staring into her eyes.
The End.
The young girl opens her eyes. She was lying on her back on the earth’s dirt. She looks up but all she sees is the tops of trees. She stood up and looked around. Huge tree’s was all she saw, in every direction. It was around twilight and it was a chilly night. She looked down at herself. She was wearing a lacy, black spaghetti strap dress that fell past her knees down to her feet. She had black, fingerless, lacy gloves and was wearing boots. Her long black hair was dirty from lying on the ground.
She was confused. Where was she and how had she gotten there? She tried to think back to the last thing she remembered before waking up but she didn’t remember anything. She didn’t even know her name. She was alone in the middle of a mysterious forest and had no way of knowing how to get out. She didn’t even know where to go even if she did find her way out.
Caw!
The girl jumped. In all the confusion she had forgotten what had woken her in the first place. She looked around, trying to find the raven making the noise. She didn’t see it anywhere, not even in the trees. This frightened her. She was in an unknown forest, alone, and she hadn’t even thought about the creatures that could be lurking the trees shadows.
She spotted an opening in the midst of the trees and walked toward it. She noticed an odd-looking path. It was odd because it seemed to be barely noticeable and hard to follow because it weaved in and out of the trees. She was praying that the path would lead her out when-
Caw!
The girl jumped again and looked in the direction she heard the raven. She still couldn’t spot it anywhere. She was beginning to feel anxious. She wanted to get out of there. As she is walking along the path, she can hear water flowing in a river. She follows the sound and comes to the river. The river was a nice, clear blue. Not the kind that you normally find that’s all muddy and filled with weeds. This was the water you expect to find on an island resort. She goes to the water, crouches down, and puts her hands in the water and cups it to her mouth. It was cold like the air and tasted wonderful.
Caw!
Startled, the girls hands fall to her sides as she stands back up. The girl turned - yet again - in the direction of the raven and – yet again – finds it nowhere to be seen. This was getting ridiculous. She was creeped out, but yet irritated at the same time. Leaving the unusually clean water she turns back to the path.
Back on the path, the girl shivers from the cold air. It was starting to get darker now. She was worried she would never find her way out. Looking ahead, she sees an old wooden fence. The gate is hanging from its hinges. Some of the small wooden boards were broken and it was faded and in some areas mold was beginning to grow. The girl carefully pushes the gate open and steps ahead.
Not so far ahead the girl spots what looks like an old beat-up, two-story house. She runs ahead hoping that inside she will find help. On closer inspection she notices it’s no house at all, but a shack. Once she was up to the house, she doesn’t bother knocking. She slowly pushes the door open and steps inside. The first thing she notices is that the place had been abandoned long ago. The furniture was covered with sheets and everything was dusty. She wanders the shack in search of a phone. She goes upstairs and looks in the master bedroom. Inside the room was a nice king-sized bed. All the furniture in the room was covered. The wooden floor creaked as she walked to the dresser. It had a mirror she could tell because the sheets went up above the dresser. She grabs the dusty sheet and pulls.
Caw!
At the exact moment the sheet went down over the mirror she saw the raven, but as soon as she gasped and turned around it was gone. It was nowhere in sight. At this point she was frightened. She was loosing it. She was cold, scared, lost, and the sun would be down at any moment. She turns and runs to the closet and grabs an old frilly jacket. She puts it on and rushes out of the house.
Back on that godforsaken path, the girl is beginning to panic. She is rushing along the path and from somewhere she could hear the raven cawing, as if it was mocking her. Tired, upset, and on the verge of hysteria she gives up. She runs to a nearby tree and slumps herself against it. She began to cry. She was so upset, she could hardly stand it.
Caw!
The girl gasps and looks up to see the raven sitting right in front of her, staring into her eyes.
The End.
