The Husk

As a child in a small town in Ontario, Canada. The forest was my playground, but this story of how this playground almost took my life. It was late April early May perfect temperature to be outside as my mom always said. I was in the forest near my house with my friends talking and laughing until dusk struck. We didn't mind much though we continued to talk and laugh. Until I heard a whistle like the sound of bird, but it wasn't I could tell. ̈ ̈Hey Olive did you hear that ̈ i said a little shook up ̈heard what ̈ . I thought to myself for a moment im just tired it's getting late we should camp outside that would be fun right. I told the idea to my friend Olive she thought it was brilliant. We build are tent near a clearing on the west side of the forest and Olive and her younger sister kate stayed for the little camp out, but the others left. We stayed up way too late telling ghost stories and scaring each other when Olive told me this. ̈ ̈ Emi you knew that girl Jade right the one that

lived up the street her body was found in this part of the woods and her eyes were missing ̈ . Just as she finished speaking a chill ran down my spine and i felt a bony hand on my shoulder and a voice in my ear ̈ good job on that one chump it was a splendid snack ̈ i jumped and turned around but nothing was there just the lamp behind me. ̈ What's up Emi you look like you've seen a ghost ̈ Olive giggled. I said I was just tired and kate said she was too so we snuggled up into our sleeping bags and tried to sleep but i couldn't I just couldn't I tossed and turned for what felt like hours until I heard a familiar whistle and a rusle coming from outside. Then i sat up i had no control over this i just sat up I grabbed a flashlight and unzipped the tent and shined the flashlight out into the clearing to look for the man.

Then i saw him the figure I saw. The man was tall and boney and wore a long dirty trench coat he had such long arms that his hands and knuckles were almost on the floor. His