I remember this time when i was 10, my birthday was coming soon so my parents were busy preparing .. I started hearing crying noises from the woods and decided to go in , there was a small cottage with plenty of berry bushes near it , I went in and found a young boy crying , he had pointy ears ,silky white hair and a muddy cloak , I went and ask the boy , whats wrong? , he did not say anything , he kept crying , I decided to go back and get tissues and some left over candy I got from my friends , he finally started to talk , he softly mentioned of his parents leaving the house and forgetting him there since he fell asleep in the attic , his parents thought he already went out , so he’s now there alone , I grabbed his hands and we walked through the woods ,we walked for hours and hours , until we found a large tree ,heheh he was really a good boy , my first ever friend...
Rain poured over my dead body, I died that night in that very tree, turns out he was a spirit that lured children to “help” him.. don’t trust crying from the woods..
