I heard the floor creak, that’s it, I broke, I started crying. I tried to hold it in and make the least amount of sound possible. Another creak, then a whisper, but I wasn’t sure if it was all in my head. I ran as fast as I could to my parents’ room. My mom went to check my room, and nothing was there. The next morning, I woke up to a text from the twins saying to meet at Shelly’s, the diner.
At Shelly’s, we all discussed our night, and I explained everything that happened to me and Casey and Olivia said they experienced similar things. We thought all the rumors were true, we were cursed for life.
The twins said they saw shadows and heard whispers as well. We concluded that we did not want to go back into the woods, but we also felt as if we had to go back, to investigate. So we went back, for the final time if we didn’t find anything. Once we entered the woods, it was the same as the previous day.
As we walked through, Casey tripped and fell, and when he looked up, he screamed, louder than I have ever heard before.
A dead body.
That’s what he saw. A bloody, half-eaten, dead body. We ran, faster, and faster to get out of the woods.
And after that, we all knew, no more West Woods.
We ran back to the twins’ house. We sat down and decided we are never ever going back to West Woods, for real this time. We didn’t even want to go to the park, nowhere near the woods.
We woke up the next day to a text from Casey’s mom, it said they took a family trip to the park and asked Casey to get sticks, from the woods. I think you could guess what happened next. They didn’t see him again after that, he didn’t come out of the woods. We were all devastated and felt like we were cursed.
A few weeks later someone found Casey’s body, his clothes were ripped to shreds, and he had a bite in the side of his stomach.
There was a monster out there, but there was nothing we could do about it.