Do you ever have that feeling that something is not going to be alright? This happened to me recently when one of my friends, let’s call her Ann called me at 8 p.m. I was quite surprised because she usually never calls me. So I picked up the phone and right before I could say anything, Ann said that she want to meet up with me now. I wasn’t very sure about this: I mean, not only she never calls me without a reason, but I didn’t want any trouble. Plus, Ann had been my friend since childhood so I couldn’t leave her.
I tried to ask her why but she just said that we were going to meet with some of her friends and we are going to do a quick trip to the forest. I wasn’t really sure if that was the right thing to do, but i didn’t want to look like a fool. So I ended the call and picked up my jacket and left.
I met Ann down the street and her so called friends. Maybe I forgot to tell you this but she and I had 16 years old so for me meeting with some guys that were 30 years old in the middle of the night was kind of odd. But Ann seemed to be fine with it. She was always that out-going friend in our relationship, that emo girl that is actually super popular. She was kind of a troublemaker, but she was my friend. So even if those friends of hers seemed kind of strange, I just rolled with it.
They were smoking some sort of cigarettes but the smell wasn’t the same as the normal ones. Five minutes after my arrival, they started walking toward the forest near the city. It was a cold night and I was stressed. I don’t like this situation but when I tried to talk to Ann she just said that I was just being stupid. Anyway, when we entered the forest there was an abandoned house that the boys seemed to know. They entered and when I saw what was inside I almost threw up: there were dead bodies of animals and humans on the floor and some weird drawings on the walls. In that moment, I walked outside the building and I started running toward the city. I think I heard Ann screaming behind me, but I just couldn’t return. I arrived home, locked the door and called the police.
I don’t know what happened after that. All I know is that the police arrested those people and that Ann never came back. But what I do know is that I learned not to trust anybody.
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