Write a story that takes place in the woods.

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“If You Stop You'll DIE!!!” by Callie C.

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I was running. I was going as fast as I my legs could carry me, he was gaining on me. "Stop!" he yelled as he pulled on a mask.That morning. "Ellie Anderson" said the teacher quietly to the class. "Here" Ellie replied a bit louder. It was Ellie's first day of her senor year of high school. she was wearing her favorite green shirt with some black pant and a pair of sneakers. Her teachers name was Miss Norman she was a tall plump woman at age 63 Miss Norman had a very short black haircut and was a very sweet teacher she was wearing a long dres...

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“Fairy Morels” by Corbin O'Skinny

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“Furlough isn’t all bad,” a broad-shouldered lad said to his lady as they hiked through the woods. She responded: “It is better than data entry!” Brunette hair waved in the fresh air. Her chocolate locks were constrained only slightly by her camouflage purple ball-cap. “It doesn’t pay quite as well though,” she quipped. “No, it does not.” His answer was pensive, and they continued their walk.A few minutes later they came to a T in the trail. From a distance, they saw another couple. “What are they doing?” The girl asked. Tom hande...

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“Forest Monsters” by AL Paradiso

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“Don’t go, Erin! But if you must, follow the bright red road. DON’T stray off it! Your arrows and bullets won’t save you.”Those words from our village elders echo through my head with every step I take. Now I wish I’d listened to them. Just 100 feet in and the canopy blots out the sky even in brightest day; the mists rising from the wet grounds hide the red road.My crossbow loaded, my sonic canon over my shoulder, knives and grenades on my belt and in my boots, I crouch along in eerie silence. That silence is in contrast to the soft howling ...

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“Wynter Wilde, Trapeze Extraordinaire” by Neha Dubhashi

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Overgrown, caterpillar-like vines stumbled over each other in tough, twisting tangles. They formed rough, thorny clumps of sharp and soft mystery, covering up the Elderwood Forest’s greatest secret. A tower that was so enshrouded by shrubbery, it looked more green than grey on most days. A lofty column with a slim opening at its apex so far up its length that no one had ever dared venture inside. Wynter Wilde, trapeze artist and sleuth, intended to climb the tower. Claim the glory that came with the challenge. He slicked back his moon-white ...

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“You want a ride, gentleman?” by Kavya Pillai

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Her head lays on my knees near the road side. Her left cheek has a scratch. You couldn't tell by just looking at her face that she has been hit. Her determined eyes are fierce like a lioness. Her limbs seem to be out of place now, possibly the bones there lost their place. And her green polka dot shirt is shredded and soiled with blood. She spits and jerks her head thrice. "Please tell Mia , her mom will have got her back... always." she huffs and struggles to breath. Her eyeball wobbles."Sure ma'am, stay with me. Let me find...

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“The stolen night.” by Jennifer Neff

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The grass was soft to the touch. The musty smell of the green earth, enveloped her senses. She lay still, and silent. The trees above her were washed in the vibrant colors of fall. It seemed odd to her that not one leaf ablaze with color had dared to drop. They clung to the trees as if they were afraid.It reminded her of her own fear, as she lay there breathing quietly. She didn't know quite how long she had been lying there.Her last memory before she found herself laying on the soft green grass, was walking through the lush forest. Feeling ...

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“A Little Late” by Synia Sidhe

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2004 Pine needles crunched underfoot as Jersey approached the row of trees. His trailer park had been built outside of city limits for tax reasons, but Jersey was only thirteen and didn’t know about all that. What he knew was that civilization ended past the scattered plastic flamingos in the Gomez’s backyard. Beyond the artificial avian sentries the evergreens had already hidden the sinking sun behind their speared tips. Bloody veins marbled the bruise purple sky above. “Matt?” Jersey whisper-shouted, cupping his hand to the side ...

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“The unicorn's cave” by Stephanie M.

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It was night. Bough and Thorin watched as the masked men rounded up everyone in their village. They were helpless to do anything without being caught. They watched as their parents were made to lay on the ground in a line with the others. From their hiding spot they could see everything that happened, “What are they going to do to them?” nine year old Thorin asked.“I don’t know but we can’t do anything now. We have to get away from here.”Something behind them moved and the children gave a start but did not scream. A young man dressed on...

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“The Cursed Checkerboard” by Isis Isismoonvortigern@gmail.com

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River sat on a rock with the chess board in front of her. She placed her chin in her hands and watched as the mist drifted across the bog ways off. Absentmindedly, she moved a chess piece and watched a few deer scamper across her path. She attempted halfheartedly to touch one, but it danced away before she could. The graceful movements made River a little jealous of the deer. She would love to move like that, so graciously and effortlessly. She watched the bog intently. She checked her watch, and wished her brother would show up so she could...

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“The Game is a Foot” by Harken Void

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It was a cold winter’s night, somewhere deep in the Canadian wilderness. The air was still, unmoving, and freezing cold. Bright stars burned in the clear skies above, their distant blue light almost adding to the low temperatures. It was the kind of night that one spent tucked under dozens of blankets in a warm home, dreaming of spring. It was definitely not a night when one would be out, camping in the woods...A fire crackled in a circle of stones, throwing warm yellow light on the two men sitting on folding chairs next to it. Their figures...

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“Citrine Union” by Naomi Lee

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It must be here somewhere...Parting the clusters of wildflowers, her gaze darted into the spaces between them. Sea green eyes scanned the path for a glimmer of orange. Nothing... How can it just disappear? That bracelet is the only thing I have left of mom... I must find it.23-year-old artist, Selene Wilde, strolled in the woods as she did every morning. A year ago it became part of her daily routine. Sturdy trees stood tall and firm like an army of emerald sentinels watching her as she traipsed along the path in their territory. Slim, reddi...

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“Allison's Foundation” by Chasady Smith

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Chapter: 1 My FaultChelsea Miller sat up on her bunkbed startled and confused by what she was seeing. It was the middle of the night and her sister was tugging on her blanket while whispering something. She could hear muffled shouts coming from downstairs and what sounded like glass shattering. At first she thought, “I must be having a nightmare.” Then with each tug of her blanket the fog lifted and realization of what her sister was saying, sank in.“Chelsea please get up, you need to go now! Chelsea please, he'...

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“The Flower-Gold” by Dyana J. Stephen

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"The gold is nothing to them." Camden Green told his children, but his eyes looked at the mini vase displayed near the window......The next day, Apple woke up so early. Cautiously walked without his family knowledge and grabbed his tiny hat, not-really big coat, and a mini sling bag. He walked carefully and slowly opened the gate. Just to make sure nobody saw him, he went hid over a huge oak tree near his house. For a few minutes scanning, he didn't see anybody. Then he ventured into the woods. Many huge trees and birdsongs can be heard. His...

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“A midnight stroll through the woods” by David Lastinger

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It was the middle of January and the snow around Mark’s Rocky Mountain cabin had the effect of blanketing the area in majestic whiteness. Every morning after new snow had fallen, it was exciting to see the new deer and bunny tracks all over his property.Tonight, he was planning on an extraordinarily special night because Karen was coming up from the city. Due to their busy schedules, they didn’t always get to see each other as much as they would have liked. They have been a couple since college and finally three years after graduation, they ...

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“One Drink” by Kindra Robinson

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Alden woke up hungover as he had every day for the past week. He thought getting away from the city would have helped with his writer’s block, but all he had accomplished since staying at his cousin’s cabin was drinking whiskey, staring aimlessly at squirrels, and writing random sentences while drunk that he always ended up deleting. That was until this particular morning.He decided to look at his laptop, just in case he wrote anything that wasn’t a waste of time during his drunken night. So far that had been far from the case.&n...

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Write a story that takes place in the woods.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 180 stories

“If You Stop You'll DIE!!!” by Callie C.

“Fairy Morels” by Corbin O'Skinny

“Forest Monsters” by AL Paradiso

“Wynter Wilde, Trapeze Extraordinaire” by Neha Dubhashi

“You want a ride, gentleman?” by Kavya Pillai

“The stolen night.” by Jennifer Neff

“A Little Late” by Synia Sidhe

“The unicorn's cave” by Stephanie M.

“The Cursed Checkerboard” by Isis Isismoonvortigern@gmail.com

“The Game is a Foot” by Harken Void

“Citrine Union” by Naomi Lee

“Allison's Foundation” by Chasady Smith

“The Flower-Gold” by Dyana J. Stephen

“A midnight stroll through the woods” by David Lastinger

“One Drink” by Kindra Robinson

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