The Bad Forest
One day there was a forest in a small town in Maine and it was a bad forest. When the people went in the bad forest they were greeted with gloomy darkness. One person even said he saw a monster. And a person disappeared in the bad forest once. No one has ever seen him again. So no one went in the forest because it was scary. But one day 21-year-old John lost his tennis ball in the bad forest. It was his favorite ball. He wanted it back. He went into the forest to get his favorite ball back. He was greeted with gloomy darkness. Every thing was dark and gray and mean looking. And then he noticed that in every tree there were skulls drawn in blood. He sniffed the blood. It smelled fresh. He pulled out his gun to be safe but he wasn't fast enough because the monster got him. He tried shooting the monster but it got him already. He was dead. But who was the monster? The ball was the monster and now its another man's favorite ball which will be lost in the bad forest and then he will try to find it and be killed. But how do I know this? You fool. You should have known by now. I am the forest. Hahaha.
Credited to IM_NOT_AN_ALT
Originally uploaded on May 23, 2014
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