The fields that seemed to stretch on forever finally came to an abrupt end when thick forests and rolling hills came upon us. The sky was soon hidden by thick branches, smothered in summer-spun webs with large shadowy masses where something had been too slow.
We pass a sign advising us to kill the engine and let the gentle slope of the hill carry us the rest of the way down. We were going too far to read it all but my parents ignored it, said it was just a joke and that we just need to keep going.
They didn't say that it was too late, that they'd already woken something far worse up by knocking that scarecrow over but we all knew it. A deep feer settled over us, leaving us unable to speak for fear that breaking the silence would help it find us faster.
We pass a sign advising us to kill the engine and let the gentle slope of the hill carry us the rest of the way down. We were going too far to read it all but my parents ignored it, said it was just a joke and that we just need to keep going.
They didn't say that it was too late, that they'd already woken something far worse up by knocking that scarecrow over but we all knew it. A deep feer settled over us, leaving us unable to speak for fear that breaking the silence would help it find us faster.
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