It was dark outside, the stars shone brightly. A slight breeze blew through my open window. My third foster home in a month. Wasn't my fault that every home had holes that I had hated. The first was just disgusting. The second was okay, not as bad as the first. This home was just unbearable. So tonight I was going to run away and live on my own.

As quickly as I could, I packed some clothes and other necessities then fled the unwelcoming home. Only this time they wouldn't find me. I headed to the forest to hide from the world.

Not the ideal place to live, but it was better than living in a hell hole. The nighttime breeze brushed against my soft pale skin as I entered the tree fortress.

I slowed down to a walk once I was deep enough inside , I heard footsteps shortly after. I stopped making sure they weren't my own I was hearing. "Hello?" I called out into the vast darkness. Whoever or whatever was there stopped dead in their tracks.

"Hello!" I yelled again, but I got the same response, silence. I started moving once more through the now still trees. Twigs and leaves cracked under the pressure of my feet. My flashlight soon gave out, "Stupid flashlight." I mumbled under my breath beating the flashlight against my palm to make it re-light. Nothing helped so I was stuck in the dark. Great. I thought to myself.

Again I heard the rustling of tree branches. "Alright you son of a bitch where are you!" I shouted at the person, I bent over and picked up a stick. I read somewhere you could stab a person with a stick just right to injur them and keep them from attacking you or tracking you.

The figure stood on front of me now. He jumped out of the bushes. So cliché, horror movie 101. His face glistened in the moonlight. His eyes were unmoving, they never shut. His mouth was split into a permanate grin from ear to ear, his blood stained white hoodie had fresh splaters of blood on it. "Go. To. Sleep." He growled between clenched teeth as he lunged at me with his blood cover knife entering my stomach.

I let out a scream of pain, he continued to stab me in various places. My vision soon got blurry and black spots clouded my vision, soon after the world turned dark.