Horrible Forest

Horrible Forest

When I was in the fourth grade I had a nightmare that I remember still now. I was lost in the pine forest behind Sue’s house, where I went to daycare after school and in the summer. I stepped cautiously between dry trunks. There was a steep hill that extended forever in all directions and a claustrophobic canopy of needles. I wandered alone, forever, until I awoke.

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