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The trip was her idea. The forest was not a place she wanted to enter. I was forced out, With a heavy heart, And only one desire: to get away a little. When the car broke down, She thought walking would calm her head... She did not know that every step would take her further away from safety. I went deeper into the forest, Until the road disappeared, And the sound disappeared, Only silence remained. Then the hut appeared. And a man standing in front of him, His hands are stained with what should not be seen. At that moment, Fear did not betray her... But a withered branch break the silence, And reveal its existence.
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The trip was her idea. The forest was not a place she wanted to enter. I was forced out, With a heavy heart, And only one desire: to get away a little. When the car broke down, She thought walking would calm her head... She did not know that every step would take her further away from safety. I went deeper into the forest, Until the road disappe...Read more