Hazel Bottom Wood

Hazel Bottom Wood

A Story by Linear
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Just a walk in the woods

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The woods were nearby, not that we as children were ever allowed to put foot in there, I dont believe any adults did either.
But children will be children, and me and Jeremiah Jones were always up to mischief, and although the gate that lead into the woods was locked up, we found a hole just large enough for us to climb through.
So most nights we went through, not far at first, for the woods were surposed to be haunted, at least thats what the old folks say.
Anyhow on April 30th in the year of our lord 18 hundred and 33, Jeremiah Jones and myself entered Hazel Bottom Woods at the stroke of midnight.
It was a full moon, and as we entered the forest, it seemed like daylight inside, so we walked deeper and deeper into woods, the animals, badgers stoats and the like were not afraid of man, they had not seen before. The grass was deep, and a stream trickled nearby, Thats when we heard it! a sound like horses pulling a coach, being driven fast down the road, except there is no road through these woods.
Well we hid in the clover, Jeremiah and I, holding our breath, hoping that coach would pass by, but it stopped, horses snorting and stomping their feet, coach door snaps open, the sound of feet.
Run shouts I like a crack from a gun, "run Jeremiah as fast as you can" well headlong we ran through bramble, hawthorn and hedge, till we were free of those woods, falling and panting gasping for breath, thats when I noticed I was alone.
Though many years have passed, no one ever saw Jeremiah ever again, though the older folks say, if you should walk by the gates of the wood at midnight, and listen you may hear even to this day, young Jeremiah Jones calling my name.
Not that Iv'e ever been back to find out.

© 2010 Linear


Author's Note

Linear
This is only my second story, as I'm not really a story teller, please bare with me, how people writ long stories I'll never know

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WOW! What a great story! It's little bit of creepy to me, I mean, how will you feel at the moment? The thing is, if you don't write what the feeling is, sometimes, to me, it's even better, cause it left so much space to think! Great short story!

Posted 13 Years Ago


love your voice in this story man. Keep at it.

KGS

Posted 13 Years Ago


Good story here...I prefer short ones anyhow...lol

Peace
Robin

Posted 13 Years Ago


it was very good.

Posted 13 Years Ago


it can use a little spit and polish, but over all a gripping tale

Posted 13 Years Ago


Ha! This is great. A clever and powerful story. Scared me too!~

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on December 20, 2010
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