Monday, January 10, 2011

careful what you wish for

I once used to walk in an overgrown field, where the trees grew tall and they barely looked real. It was quiet in these woods and I felt so small and I walked along with my head held high. When I heard a branch break or the chirp of a bird I would stop and watch to make sure I was alone. And my head held up, I'd walk proudly along, and I'd listen to the birds chirp a sweet song. An old beaten path would carry me home and I'd walk all alone down that long dusty road. When the woods thinned out I could almost see the sun, as it tried to reach down through the branches to the ground. If I'd hear a noise when I was near my house I would just stand still, just as quiet as a mouse. One dark day when I went into the woods, I was not all alone like I thought I was. Something evil crept up from behind me that day, and although I ran, I didn't get away. It grabbed at me and caught the corner of my coat, and although I fought, I didn't have a hope. For when an evil thing comes knocking at your door, you better stop and think twice what you need him for. You see I sold my soul just to be all alone, and when evil came to get me, there was nothing could be done.

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