My name is Blaire Carleson. I’m 16 years old and I hate nearly everything. I hate school, I don’t have one single friend and I don’t want to, I’m totally fine. I hate those annoying little crying individuals, that my parents want me to call “siblings”. Most of all, I hate my parents. But there is one place where all my love goes to. The woods. The only thing I don’t hate is the feeling I get when I’m close to a tree. They feel so alive (at least more alive than people around me). Lately, I haven’t been going there as much, because there is this person that just stands there, looking up at something. And for some reasons, someone who stares at some unknown thing, just freaks me out. The time I found out the existence of that person on my grounds, I immediately wanted to know who he or she was and what he or she was doing there. So, I started stalking that person. I was about 300 meters away from him or her, behind a tree. But then, after maybe, an hour, I fell asleep and when I woke up, the person was gone. Vanished. No footprints. Nothing. Gone. Then, I stood where the person was standing and I started looking up, there was nothing. It really freaked me out. That’s why today, I’m decided to confront the person. When I get to the woods, I’m a little bit scared because I don’t know what that person is capable of. The more I walk towards him or her, it seems like he or she is fading away. What kind of person is that? Is it even a person? Fascinated by what I’m seeing, I trip over the root of a tree, it turns around… Oh my…
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