Into The Woods

This story is true, unlike my other stories. It happened in real life. It may sound crazy and messed up, but trust me. I was there.

It was Friday September 31st, Carson invited me over to hang out at his house since it was a half day. During the school day we had some boring test called EXPLORE. It was a multi answer question test to determine if we were ready for high school. I almost fell asleep during the test, but managed to stay awake. Because it was worth going to Carson's. After school ended, I took my normal bus home instead of going home with Carson. My sister would come home after school later on because I had to watch her before my Mom came home. When my mom came we all ate lunch and headed off to drop me off at Carson's. When we got to his house my mom dropped me off at the beginning of the drive way. I walked toward the door of the house and knocked on the door a couple of times. Carson's dad answered "Hey Alex, Carson is downstairs."

"Cool, thanks," I replied as I walked down stairs. Carson was sitting on the couch playing Black Ops. I sat on the couch next to Bella (Carson's awesome cat). whenever I came over we would switch the controller back and forth every match. Carson was better than me by far. After a hour of playing Black Ops I was getting a little bored."Hey do you want to go outside?"

"Sure, we should find that lost river in the woods that we found last year."

"OK," I said, and we headed off.

when we got into the woods, we found our large path to find our spot to go deeper in the woods. Carson finally decided to go into the prickers and larger trees. There were plenty of sticks and pointy thorns stabbing us by the second. Just 3 minutes in the woods and Carson's leg was bleeding. I didn't bleed but my legs were white with scratch marks. Me and him were jumping over logs dodging branches, and ducking under leaves. It was like a maze in a forest. It started to look like we were getting lost, but we were determined to find that stream. As long as we had been gone it didn't seem like we were getting far at all. There was nothing up ahead but pure woods, so we kept on going. Carson stopped and thought he heard the stream flowing, so we headed west. As soon as we walked toward the noise of the water. We found ourselves not in front of sticks and branches, but leaves and plants as tall as a tree. They were all like dead cat tale leaves. It wasn't as bad as before, but you couldn't see what was in front of you. So we hoped we wouldn't fall in like last time we went to the river. Me and Carson kept on trudging through the plants until we found the exit. Carson leaped out of the brush and onto the clearing and I did the same. We finally had gotten to the river.

"Well now what," I said to Carson.

"I don't know, should we head back?"

"No, would probably wouldn't be able to find our way back, plus I would half to get home soon." I answered.

"Okay then, I can see the highway from here, why don't we follow the river for awhile till it gets closer together."

"Ok," I said, and we kept on going. It wasn't as hard walking through all the logs in the beginning of our journey. There was a mixture of  both Cat Tails and branches. Well at least there weren't any thorns around here, but when I had said that out loud. I jinxed it.

"OWWW," Carson yelled.

"What happened?"

You jinxed it, I got caught on a thorn,"

"Oh, sorry."

"Yeah," Carson yelled. after that incident we found a spot to jump onto the other side of land. Carson went first. He jumped and one foot landed on land the other in water. He pulled himself out of the water with one wet foot. Actually, there was a bunch of brush covering most of the water, so instead of the river being 4 feet it was about 7 feet instead. Then I went trying to make it all the way. One foot made it on land the other in water. I tried to push myself off the muck and mud. But instead my shoe fell off my foot and got stuck in the water. I had one shoe and a sock on one foot and one soaking sock on the other. I couldn't believe I may had lost a shoe have to walk back to Carson's without a shoe. So me and him kept on looking. The shoe was a red and gray Under Armor running shoe. Me and Carson searched all over for that shoe. It was hard enough that the water was freezing cold, but it started to rain as well. I wasn't going to walk home barefoot, so we kept looking. I used a long stick to poke around in the water, while Carson had jumped to the other side to see if it was somewhere that I couldn't see it. After about ten minutes of looking we were about to give up hope. I looked one last time under a pile of brush when something caught my eye. It looked somewhat grey. I pulled it out of the water and it was, my wet, muddy, soaking, shoe. I slipped back on and me and Carson headed towards the highway. The way to the highway was easy. It was a bunch of Cat Tails that were 5 feet tall. The ground was wet like stepping on a drenched rag with bare feet. I followed Carson to the highway. We walked up the hill to the road and started to jog down the gravel. Carson was in front of me the entire time. We both were exhausted and wet. Carson took a left down the road and I followed. We took a shortcut to his subdivision. When we got to his house we took off our shoes and told Carson's dad what we had done. He couldn't believe us.

After our little adventure was completed. I left to my house and told my parents the whole story.