TERESA
"Tell me I’m not walking straight into a nightmare," I muttered under my breath, but the words slipped out louder than I intended.
I never wanted anyone to know that I was this scared because I was in a forest.
Although, that was the case. Anyone who found myself in my situation would also be scared.
The forest didn’t answer my cry and it only gave me that awkward silence that pierced deep into my skin.
The kind that pressed against your ears until you wondered if you were going deaf.
I was scared. No, terrified because Scared seemed to be a little milder.
Stories of forbidden magic always sounded like dark fairy tales back when I listened around the fire.
They sounded like warnings wrapped behind thick shadows. They weren’t supposed to be real.
They weren’t supposed
