CandleCove87

Ughf, how i know this is a sad story T-T, Enjoy* :3 *sigh* I've never told anyone this story. No one except the little paper on my wooden desk, what's the point? No one will read this anyway. Well, now or never...i guess. Uh, Hi. My name is Christopher Amberstone. I am thirteen years old old and i live in the UK, 1831. This a Vent writing, a writing that on one will ever read except my dearest friend. Let me explain. I was Eleven-years-old at the time. Me, my mother Keith, and my dad Rodger were moving to the United Kingdom. I was turning Twelve the following day so i was happy. My mom and dad were getting the place settled up as they told me to play outside as they worked, i didn't argue as i sat on the grass sighing in boredom. I took a stick on the ground as i threw it. I cupped my hand over my eyes to see it as it hit the grass, i chuckled as i ran to it. I picked it up and ran back. Before i left i saw another girl, she had long, SUUUUPER long hair that reached her calves and

"Hey Josh, so you might be wondering what your doing here, okay so. You got drunk and we wanted to prank you a bit so we got you here, but don't worry your not far just follow the trail" -Carlos, 2 minutes ago March 2nd 2005 Josh woke up on the floor in the middle of the woods, it was pretty dark about 1 am at a high school party, and saw the message. He grunded in anger, he knew that his girlfriend Jennie must have been making out with Carlos, god dammit. He got up and took the flashlight from the ground. He walked but it felt like the atmosphere was getting colder. His breathing shakened as he was only wearing a blue T-shirt and brown shorts. He sat down under the tree and felt his phone ring again. "Hey Josh! where are you?! Jennie is starting to get worried" -Carlos, 3 seconds ago Josh grunted in anger, they left him behind and now said that there worried?! Bullshit. He got up and started to walk. But the feeling of