A strange rustling sound could be heard. Mary, being a light sleeper, was aroused from her sleep immediately. "what was that?" she said semi-consciously. Rubbing her eyes, she got up and saw her friend, Jane, still sleeping soundly in her sleeping bag. I shook her lightly,"wake up Jane, i said. But she was not even once spurred. "wake up, Jane..." before i could finish my sentence, the same rustling sound interrupted me. There was it again! The strange rustling sound! “ Jane! Wake up!” i shook her again with a greater force. Jane mumbled something unclear to me before she went back to sleep again. Sighing, I decided to explore the source of the strange rustling sound myself.
I got out of the tent quietly, and there was no one in sight. All my other friends were still sleeping with the sound of faint snoring heard in the background. I took every step quietly, not wanting to wake them up. Following my instinct and where I thought I heard the sound from, I walked towards the woods. I hoped I was going in the correct direction, when i suddenly slipped. "Oomph!" I landed with a thud. “Ouch...” i moaned in pain. As i was trying to get up, I felt that the ground was wet and it was unusual as it was a dry day. In the dark, i tried to look at what was on my hands. It was hard at first, but with the pale streaks of moonlight coming down, I could see that it was deep and dark in colour. What was it? My guess was that it was: blood. “Blood! Yikes!” I bit back a scream. I ran to the nearest tree and wiped my hand furiously against the tree trunk, trying to get the blood streaks off. Beads of perspiration ran down against my cheeks.
2007-01-27
01:53:27
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