Something in the Woods


13556978_1628097777502243_1396232360_n(1)No one ever went back that road. There were houses on either end, but it was the places in between people told stories about. They said there was more to that land than strange noises and walking shadows, more than a mere haunting at twilight. There were things in those woods. Even though I drove home that way every night, I’d never seen anything. Until the night I had a flat.

This is part one of a short story inspired by a recent trip to a creek near my parents’ home. You can find the rest of the story and soon others like it on my Instagram page.

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