> be me
> be maybe 16
> go outside
> talk dog on walk around neighborhood
> let dog do his business
> let dog back inside the house
> go into the backyard
> line of trees go along the fence at the back of the yard
> hop fence
> walk through forest like always
> keep walking
> get potentially lost
> get confused
> get very worried
> wander around for maybe an hour
> “Is the forest bigger than it was last time?”
> think i might be going crazy
> keep walking around
> finally find a tree that I recognize (carved into)
> see treehouse nearby
> try to climb up it but fall
> injure your arm but not too bad
> make your way back home
> eat dinner
> go to room to code as always
> work on project
> open window because its hot
> sit back down
> hear noise outside
> look out into forest
> swear you see a figure
> close window
> accidentally crush fingers
> ouch.jpeg
> yell
> mom comes upstairs worried
> tell her that it was nothing and explain what happened with fingers
> mom leaves
> look to see if figure is still there
> gone
> mfw

am i living in a horror story?