Narrative Writing

My parents always told me not to go in the forbidden forest.
They always say that over and over again until I was to understand them.
It was always boring and unentertaining inside the house.
I was the only child and had no one to play with. I couldn’t play outside
by myself. So I thought, “Why don’t I make my way into the forbi...forest,
uhh I can’t even say the word, in the...forbidden forest, finally”.
Early in the morning I made my way into the woods. 

I was thinking, “This ain’t bad at all”. I kept strolling through the forbidden
forest and there I was, lost...how did I get lost so quickly. I was isolated.
I couldn’t find my way back home. “Uhh”. I moaned. “I should’ve listened
to my parents”!

Scurrying beyond the frightening forest, lost and lonely, trying to find
my way back home safe and sound. Apparently, it's not safe at all. I was
so afraid, my hair was rising, my spine was cold. Night Time had arrived and
I’m full of anxiety. All I could hear were the scattering noises of the trees
and the hissing sounds of the creatures. 

Fleeing across the dark woods, dayshavoo came to mind. I kept thinking that
something or someone will come out of nowhere and eat me. Shadows of
the dark clouds used my head into thinking there's someone there. I’m so
frightened.

Speedily, I kept running and running, dodging and bumping into sharp edges,
couldn’t find my way anywhere as it was pure darkness. I stopped, and on
the corner of my eye, I could see a bridge that looked rotten and nasty.
I was thinking if I should take that chance to have a look to see if it is
the bridge to my way back home. Warroringly, I crept over and had a look.
On the other side of the bridge was pitch black, I thought I was blind. 

The moonlight shone upon the corroded bridge and reflected above
the shining water, but still the end of the bridge was total darkness.
I took a step over the bridge and screech, it made a sound. Feeling
terrified, I took one more step, and eventually it wasn’t the bridge.
“Oh my gosh, what was that”? I said. I was very anxious of what was
surrounding me. It felt like someone was watching me. Then quickly,
I glimpsed everywhere to see if I can recognize anything. 

Bang! “Ahh”! I screamed. A vicious, a horrifying looking beast came out
of nowhere from the other side of the bridge. As scared as I was, I
picked up a stick and before touching it, it had already been broken.
So frightened, I made a run for it. 

Running past the sharp edges, the terrifying giant kept following me.
I saw a pillar of light right in front of my eyes. I thought as I was running,
“Is that what I think it is”? I swiftly went towards the light and a smirk
went on my face and there I was not safe, or sound, but at home.
Still the monster came running after me, but luckily I ran in the door
before it laid a hand on me. 

I quickly dashed inside and the monster had been scared by something.
I thought, “What is it scared of”.  His hands were in front of its eyes and
promptly, it turned around and ran off. It was probably scared of the light. 

Finally, I made my way back home, just not the way I expected it to be.
From that time forward, I will never ever wonder off in the woods ever
again and I’ll always listen to my parents, weather it’s boring or not.
Nevertheless, I think I’ve been frightened enough.