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Well, this is my first paragraph of my first ever personal project for a story! Hope you like it!
[FONT="]I continued forward, rushing for the other side of the woods, not even daring to look behind me. I urged forwards, draining every part of energy from me. I couldn't run any more, but wait, what was I running from? It seems miscellaneous that I decided to run from something that wasn't following me...
"Be brave Sam," I told myself "be brave and turn around."
So I did. What was there except hedges, leaves and tree trunks? Nothing, which was the scary part. I looked around and around, still, silence. The breeze flew around in the treetops causing them to rustle as if something was vigorously shaking the tree. I felt the tension build up inside me, waiting to burst in a shower of bawls and hollers. The tension, it feels so... so violent, so, what's the word, ah, yes, vehement. I had a slight inkling of what was going to happen next.
"HELP! SOMEBODY! YAARGH!" I barked. "FOR GOD'S SAKE IF YOU CAN HEAR ME NOW, PLEASE HELP ME!" I heard leaves rustling, what could this be now?
"Hey!" uttered a rough voice from behind me. I sharply spun around to find an old hiker and a rather young lady. "We heard ya shoutin', thought ya mighta needed a lil bit o' help!" There was a rather twisted silence until I shattered it and replied
"Sure, a bit of help would help me a lot, of course." We made our way out of the woods; the day was a rather rapturous, but spiteful day, one of which would be a good excuse for a warm mug of hot cocoa.
"So, what's ya name, young man?"
"Oh, me, I'm Sam Griswold, aged 14.2
"Ach, aren't ya a bit young to be gettin' around a wood alone on the 23rd of December?"...[/FONT]
To be continued!
There, are you happy now elf?
[FONT="]I continued forward, rushing for the other side of the woods, not even daring to look behind me. I urged forwards, draining every part of energy from me. I couldn't run any more, but wait, what was I running from? It seems miscellaneous that I decided to run from something that wasn't following me...
"Be brave Sam," I told myself "be brave and turn around."
So I did. What was there except hedges, leaves and tree trunks? Nothing, which was the scary part. I looked around and around, still, silence. The breeze flew around in the treetops causing them to rustle as if something was vigorously shaking the tree. I felt the tension build up inside me, waiting to burst in a shower of bawls and hollers. The tension, it feels so... so violent, so, what's the word, ah, yes, vehement. I had a slight inkling of what was going to happen next.
"HELP! SOMEBODY! YAARGH!" I barked. "FOR GOD'S SAKE IF YOU CAN HEAR ME NOW, PLEASE HELP ME!" I heard leaves rustling, what could this be now?
"Hey!" uttered a rough voice from behind me. I sharply spun around to find an old hiker and a rather young lady. "We heard ya shoutin', thought ya mighta needed a lil bit o' help!" There was a rather twisted silence until I shattered it and replied
"Sure, a bit of help would help me a lot, of course." We made our way out of the woods; the day was a rather rapturous, but spiteful day, one of which would be a good excuse for a warm mug of hot cocoa.
"So, what's ya name, young man?"
"Oh, me, I'm Sam Griswold, aged 14.2
"Ach, aren't ya a bit young to be gettin' around a wood alone on the 23rd of December?"...[/FONT]
To be continued!
There, are you happy now elf?
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