Chap 1
They say the woods had magical powers, ou that there were creatures possessing the woods that caused strange things to happen in the neighboring town. But myths may be able to fool the 19th century, maybe even the 20th century, but the 21st century? You’ve got to be kidding me. With the kind of first class technology that can map out entire areas through every nook and cranny, and that can create a program that can entangle the entire world in its web. The 21st century was 1st class, un-gullible and not easily fooled, too wrapped up in our own little bubble of a world that we created for ourselves, that we forget the dangerous place of death and misery that this world really is.
For hundreds of years no human had touched Greenwood Forest. But with it’s lush fields, tall shady trees, excellent soil and abundance in water, Greenwood forest had caught the eyes of 21st century housing development planners, and soon a little town was to be constructed there. And that was the place that Eleanor and Brandon Dyson and their kids 17year old Brandy, 19 an old Cadence, 11 an old Carly and 8 mois old Caylee were going to be moving to. After all with the new baby and everything the family needed plus space, and Mr. Dyson had gotten a job there.
They drove down the dusty old road for what seemed like forever, with nothing surrounding them but dead herbe and murky grey skies. There was a grey sky yeah, but somehow, stupidly enough, there was no rain. The long electricity lines made a pretty sight as birds used them for a nest and huge epiphytes grew onto them hanging on with their long and pretty roots. Soon they could see the forest ahead of them, It was so beautiful and lush and green. And as they entered, the sky automatically turned bright blue and the clouds opened up, white and cottony and pretty. The road here was brand new.
“You know, there are a lot of stories about these woods” a dit Mr. Dyson “One of the reasons why they took so long to build on it.”
“Oh come on Brandon, let’s not scare the kids”
“I’m not scarin’ them hun just trying to make this drive a little plus interesting that’s all”
Eleanor rolled her eyes, and then Brandon continued “They say the forest is filled with malevolent creatures, and not the good kind either, I’m talking about spirits that live inside of the trees so that they can watch toi at night, spirits of children who died in horrible ways when they were only babies, they say their feet turn backwards and they wear big straw hats over their heads to hide the fact that they have no face, every once in a while, they like to call other kids so they can drag them into the forest to rejoindre them in play forever. One a the populaire rumors is that if toi go deep enough into these woods toi see a pretty lady, and toi know what she does to you? She leads toi deeper and deeper inside the woods and then she…” then all of a sudden the car started to shake and tumble, then Mr. Dyson pulled over.
“Looks like we popped a tire” he said. The teenagers gave a fed up sigh while Carly just had on a worried look. Mom looked pretty fed up herself, leaning her head out the window with a tired look on her face, then all of a sudden, for what seemed to make no logical sense, Caylee burst out in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. cognac, brandy just stared at her; this usually humored him, but not this time, not after what seemed like a 1000 heure drive to the end of the world. Yes, he was cranky. He looked at his sisters. Cadence had instinctively pulled out her phone and started texting wildly, while Carly was playing with her ponies. He rolled his eyes, and then he checked his phone. 0 messages, 0 calls. He shrugged, and then he opened the door of the car.
“Where are toi going?” asked Cadence
“I dunno” he smirked. She just shook her head. Ironically enough, even though cognac, brandy was named after his father, he looked absolutely nothing like him; he had his mother’s Bright blonde hair except with hints of brown and her crystal blue eyes. He even got his curious and slightly laid back, hands off attitude from his mom. His sisters were feisty, fiery and forceful like their dad, and they had his deep black-brown hair and green-brown eyes except with a hint of blue. They were exiting and alive and interested, while cognac, brandy lived in Brandon universe.
His white sneakers hit the ground. He was wearing bright blue jeans and a hot red sweater. His hair was combed up in something like a Justin Beiber hairdo. He started to walk. He looked back; he could see his father trying to fix the white hatch back. He turned his head away from the car and into the forest.
He knew forests were dangerous and whatever, he thought. But that was just talk, he had never experienced it himself, and what if they were wrong? If they were right then he would just die...and what would be the problem with that? Yes, as toi can probably tell cognac, brandy was a very apathetic young man, not caring about his own life ou where it took him, just simply going with the flow. He was bored and was simply curing his boredom.
He took one step into the forest over a big twig, and then all of a sudden some long hanging vines blew behind him and sort of shoved him into the forest, he fell on his hands. “Ah!” He got up, dusted off his hands and then continued walking. Then he heard moans coming from the trees. He looked around, looking for deformed children, then sighed. It was only just the breeze. He stifled a laugh.
He looked down; the ground was so full of bright brown fallen leaves that he couldn’t see the ground. Then he looked ahead at the deep brown, thick arbre in front of him and surely enough, a young lady peeked out.
He smiled, finally something about his fantaisie that could actually be true. I mean, any sensible boy would have thought back at his father’s story and realized that it was dangerous, but he was desperate, so so desperate, and she was so so beautiful, so beautiful. He walked over a twig and it cracked. He reached out his hand to grab her soft, beautiful luscious body when suddenly he could hear his dad calling him from the distance. "Brandy" he heard. He moved back his hand, gave her a sad stare and ran away. Her breasts were blooming beautifully, filling up the haut, retour au début part of her baby doll white and brown dress, the haut, retour au début was white highlighting her bosoms and the bottom was nature brown. “She had curly blonde hair, kind of like a princess, and her eyes were brighter than the sky over the forest” he explained to his sister when they got to the house and had already unpacked and everything.
“Why do toi always talk out all your disgusting girl fantasies to me Brandy? for the last time, I don’t care!”
“But she was real, I swear!”
“Well, if she’s so real then why didn’t toi try to help her? Go run after her ou something”
cognac, brandy sighed “I could hear Dad calling my name and plus I didn’t want to get too deep down in those woods. I have horrible navigation senses”
“Oh wow, so toi loved her so much that toi didn’t care she was in the forest all alone? toi could have told Dad ou Mom”
“I…I didn’t think she needed help, she looked…fine” he chuckled
Carly rolled her eyes. He laughed and gave her a friendly nudge and then walked away. She laughed too “You need to find yourself a real girlfriend!” she shouted after him, and then she smiled, she loved her brother; him and her were very very close ever since he could remember, even though half of it was arguments.
They say the woods had magical powers, ou that there were creatures possessing the woods that caused strange things to happen in the neighboring town. But myths may be able to fool the 19th century, maybe even the 20th century, but the 21st century? You’ve got to be kidding me. With the kind of first class technology that can map out entire areas through every nook and cranny, and that can create a program that can entangle the entire world in its web. The 21st century was 1st class, un-gullible and not easily fooled, too wrapped up in our own little bubble of a world that we created for ourselves, that we forget the dangerous place of death and misery that this world really is.
For hundreds of years no human had touched Greenwood Forest. But with it’s lush fields, tall shady trees, excellent soil and abundance in water, Greenwood forest had caught the eyes of 21st century housing development planners, and soon a little town was to be constructed there. And that was the place that Eleanor and Brandon Dyson and their kids 17year old Brandy, 19 an old Cadence, 11 an old Carly and 8 mois old Caylee were going to be moving to. After all with the new baby and everything the family needed plus space, and Mr. Dyson had gotten a job there.
They drove down the dusty old road for what seemed like forever, with nothing surrounding them but dead herbe and murky grey skies. There was a grey sky yeah, but somehow, stupidly enough, there was no rain. The long electricity lines made a pretty sight as birds used them for a nest and huge epiphytes grew onto them hanging on with their long and pretty roots. Soon they could see the forest ahead of them, It was so beautiful and lush and green. And as they entered, the sky automatically turned bright blue and the clouds opened up, white and cottony and pretty. The road here was brand new.
“You know, there are a lot of stories about these woods” a dit Mr. Dyson “One of the reasons why they took so long to build on it.”
“Oh come on Brandon, let’s not scare the kids”
“I’m not scarin’ them hun just trying to make this drive a little plus interesting that’s all”
Eleanor rolled her eyes, and then Brandon continued “They say the forest is filled with malevolent creatures, and not the good kind either, I’m talking about spirits that live inside of the trees so that they can watch toi at night, spirits of children who died in horrible ways when they were only babies, they say their feet turn backwards and they wear big straw hats over their heads to hide the fact that they have no face, every once in a while, they like to call other kids so they can drag them into the forest to rejoindre them in play forever. One a the populaire rumors is that if toi go deep enough into these woods toi see a pretty lady, and toi know what she does to you? She leads toi deeper and deeper inside the woods and then she…” then all of a sudden the car started to shake and tumble, then Mr. Dyson pulled over.
“Looks like we popped a tire” he said. The teenagers gave a fed up sigh while Carly just had on a worried look. Mom looked pretty fed up herself, leaning her head out the window with a tired look on her face, then all of a sudden, for what seemed to make no logical sense, Caylee burst out in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. cognac, brandy just stared at her; this usually humored him, but not this time, not after what seemed like a 1000 heure drive to the end of the world. Yes, he was cranky. He looked at his sisters. Cadence had instinctively pulled out her phone and started texting wildly, while Carly was playing with her ponies. He rolled his eyes, and then he checked his phone. 0 messages, 0 calls. He shrugged, and then he opened the door of the car.
“Where are toi going?” asked Cadence
“I dunno” he smirked. She just shook her head. Ironically enough, even though cognac, brandy was named after his father, he looked absolutely nothing like him; he had his mother’s Bright blonde hair except with hints of brown and her crystal blue eyes. He even got his curious and slightly laid back, hands off attitude from his mom. His sisters were feisty, fiery and forceful like their dad, and they had his deep black-brown hair and green-brown eyes except with a hint of blue. They were exiting and alive and interested, while cognac, brandy lived in Brandon universe.
His white sneakers hit the ground. He was wearing bright blue jeans and a hot red sweater. His hair was combed up in something like a Justin Beiber hairdo. He started to walk. He looked back; he could see his father trying to fix the white hatch back. He turned his head away from the car and into the forest.
He knew forests were dangerous and whatever, he thought. But that was just talk, he had never experienced it himself, and what if they were wrong? If they were right then he would just die...and what would be the problem with that? Yes, as toi can probably tell cognac, brandy was a very apathetic young man, not caring about his own life ou where it took him, just simply going with the flow. He was bored and was simply curing his boredom.
He took one step into the forest over a big twig, and then all of a sudden some long hanging vines blew behind him and sort of shoved him into the forest, he fell on his hands. “Ah!” He got up, dusted off his hands and then continued walking. Then he heard moans coming from the trees. He looked around, looking for deformed children, then sighed. It was only just the breeze. He stifled a laugh.
He looked down; the ground was so full of bright brown fallen leaves that he couldn’t see the ground. Then he looked ahead at the deep brown, thick arbre in front of him and surely enough, a young lady peeked out.
He smiled, finally something about his fantaisie that could actually be true. I mean, any sensible boy would have thought back at his father’s story and realized that it was dangerous, but he was desperate, so so desperate, and she was so so beautiful, so beautiful. He walked over a twig and it cracked. He reached out his hand to grab her soft, beautiful luscious body when suddenly he could hear his dad calling him from the distance. "Brandy" he heard. He moved back his hand, gave her a sad stare and ran away. Her breasts were blooming beautifully, filling up the haut, retour au début part of her baby doll white and brown dress, the haut, retour au début was white highlighting her bosoms and the bottom was nature brown. “She had curly blonde hair, kind of like a princess, and her eyes were brighter than the sky over the forest” he explained to his sister when they got to the house and had already unpacked and everything.
“Why do toi always talk out all your disgusting girl fantasies to me Brandy? for the last time, I don’t care!”
“But she was real, I swear!”
“Well, if she’s so real then why didn’t toi try to help her? Go run after her ou something”
cognac, brandy sighed “I could hear Dad calling my name and plus I didn’t want to get too deep down in those woods. I have horrible navigation senses”
“Oh wow, so toi loved her so much that toi didn’t care she was in the forest all alone? toi could have told Dad ou Mom”
“I…I didn’t think she needed help, she looked…fine” he chuckled
Carly rolled her eyes. He laughed and gave her a friendly nudge and then walked away. She laughed too “You need to find yourself a real girlfriend!” she shouted after him, and then she smiled, she loved her brother; him and her were very very close ever since he could remember, even though half of it was arguments.
There is strength in my heart.
I have looked for it
For decades now.
Yet I have not found it before.
Now I have.
It will get me over every obstacle,
Every region,
Every country.
It makes me proud
To see this.
To see my strength
Laying there,
Waiting for me.
And me only.
This type of strength
Is called courage.
Perseverance.
Perseverance is the best type
Of strength possible.
And I have it.
Yes, me.
Never before,
Will toi see me cower within the shadows
Again, like before.
I have changed.
And I am sure toi will see that.
I have strength in my heart.
I have looked for it
For decades now.
Yet I have not found it before.
Now I have.
It will get me over every obstacle,
Every region,
Every country.
It makes me proud
To see this.
To see my strength
Laying there,
Waiting for me.
And me only.
This type of strength
Is called courage.
Perseverance.
Perseverance is the best type
Of strength possible.
And I have it.
Yes, me.
Never before,
Will toi see me cower within the shadows
Again, like before.
I have changed.
And I am sure toi will see that.
I have strength in my heart.
I looked into the window
to see the girl before me.
she was gorgeous, and beautiful
She looked strong,
she looked independent.
Her Mask was no longer there,
but what was on the outside was visible.
toi can see the scars on her heart,
toi can see the hurt in her eyes,
and the pain on her face.
But toi can also see how it made her stronger.
She has a dit "Enough is Enough, Today is the Day, and today i will be victorious"
she strikes the match,
and drops the flame, to burn her past
She smiles at me, and touches her face,
and she a dit the words "Today is the Day"
Today I finally discovered, The girl looking back at her,
was me. :)
to see the girl before me.
she was gorgeous, and beautiful
She looked strong,
she looked independent.
Her Mask was no longer there,
but what was on the outside was visible.
toi can see the scars on her heart,
toi can see the hurt in her eyes,
and the pain on her face.
But toi can also see how it made her stronger.
She has a dit "Enough is Enough, Today is the Day, and today i will be victorious"
she strikes the match,
and drops the flame, to burn her past
She smiles at me, and touches her face,
and she a dit the words "Today is the Day"
Today I finally discovered, The girl looking back at her,
was me. :)
Bullets fly through the air at a man behind a car. He rolls from the car to an alley avoiding the gun feu and makes a run for a motorcycle on the other side. Once getting there he pulls a .44 out of a saddle bag on the side and takes off as fast as it can go. No sooner than he hit the throttle the force was on him once again with heavy feu whizzing past his head. With them picking up speed he starts avoiding the incoming traffic hoping they continue to miss. He pulls the .44 from the étui de revolver, étui and fires a few shots back. He turns back and holsters the gun and tries to stay ahead. After a few plus blocks a croiseur gets beside him and shoots his back tire. The bike loses control and as he tries to turn it flings him off into the side of a parked car. With some broken ribs and a banged up leg and tries to run but hits the ground as an officer tackles him.
Well,he walked up to me and he asked me if I wanted to dance.
He looked kind of nice so I a dit I might take a chance.
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me accueil that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me.
Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was plus than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered " I l’amour you"
And he a dit that he loved me too
And then he kissed me.
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before,
he kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more.
I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the l’amour that I had
And one jour he took me accueil to meet his mum and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right par his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me.
He looked kind of nice so I a dit I might take a chance.
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me accueil that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me.
Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was plus than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered " I l’amour you"
And he a dit that he loved me too
And then he kissed me.
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before,
he kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more.
I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the l’amour that I had
And one jour he took me accueil to meet his mum and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right par his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me.