Literature
The Woods
I don't know how long I have been in this home of trees, it scares me. What if I will never be free of this dark, gloomy place? The bears have only JUST missed where I was sitting, if bears are here in this forest, what else could also be...? The bats and birds fly high above me, swooping low to feed on the insects. I duck just as an enormous bat flies over to grasp a leaf with butterfly larva on it.
I hear footsteps, they do not sound like an animal's... but I am frightened. What if th