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I made it home safely last night, just sat in my room contemplating right now.

I was laid down in the woods for awhile before getting up. As I got up, I heard whispers from high up in the trees, “Before leaving this place... go this way"
I heard rustling. Two big branches lifted like veils, revealing a path.

It was dark at this point, normally, in a situation like this, I would be hesitant, but I felt calm and took the path.

Walking down the path I stumbled upon a small frog pond with a grassy edge all the way around. A lantern hanging from a stick in the ground gently lit the pond.

I kneeled, looking into the murky green-hued water, next to me a reflection of another, staring back at me curiously. I looked up to check but no one was there!

“Relax, I’m only a spirit! Why are you here? It's dark”

“Oh... the trees told me to come this way. Are you in the water?”

“The trees?... that’s weird! Are you feeling okay?

“I’m... talking to a ghost”

“I’m kidding, you’re fine, it was me in the trees. I sensed that you’re feeling lost, so I'm sharing something”

It pointed to a rock on the otherside of the pond and then faded away.

“Take care now..."

Under the rock was a rusted biscuit tin. I opened it... there was a letter inside.

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I made it home safely last night, just sat in my room contemplating right now.

I was laid down in the woods for awhile before getting up. As I got up, I heard whispers from high up in the trees, “Before leaving this place... go this way"
I heard rustling. Two big branches lifted like veils, revealing a path.

It was dark at this point, normally, in a situation like this, I would be hesitant, but I felt calm and took the path.

Walking down the path I stumbled upon a small frog pond with a grassy edge all the way around. A lantern hanging from a stick in the ground gently lit the pond.

I kneeled, looking into the murky green-hued water, next to me a reflection of another, staring back at me curiously. I looked up to check but no one was there!

“Relax, I’m only a spirit! Why are you here? It's dark”

“Oh... the trees told me to come this way. Are you in the water?”

“The trees?... that’s weird! Are you feeling okay?

“I’m... talking to a ghost”

“I’m kidding, you’re fine, it was me in the trees. I sensed that you’re feeling lost, so I'm sharing something”

It pointed to a rock on the otherside of the pond and then faded away.

“Take care now..."

Under the rock was a rusted biscuit tin. I opened it... there was a letter inside.