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Why, did he take their sprits
By horror4lover
30 November 2006
ihave no idea where to put this so, i leave it here in poetry.

A bright forest, but where is it, never seen it before. Maybe its not real, maybe its  just a dream. Let me see, 'Ouch', no it cant be, it won't be.
What's this then, a woman with her child, just taken a stroll, picking flowers. Well it is a nice day, looks like their haven fun.
Er....the sun, it has been hidden by jet black clouds. Oh dear, their fun, what has happened, looks like their on their way home.
I hear a noise, hammer?, nah it sounds like horses, but what will horses be doing in this forist, how would it get between trees?
What wierd looking horses, black, scruffy and dont look freindly at all, it looks like their pulling a carage, kinda a rusty old thing.
Still the woman and her child, still arn't out of the forest, and for some reason the horses are getting faster.
Impossible the horses are going through trees, how wierd, never seen that before, its going staight for the woman and her child.
The woman looks behind her, she moves out of the way for the carrage to go past, it goes past but stops and turns around.
It's after the woman and her child, the woman runs, lightning strikes, breaking down trees, fire, fire, the woman still runs.
She's holding the child in her arms, running, the carrage still behind her, she puts her child behind a tree and carries on running.
The carage gets closer and closer, the woman trips on a rock, th carrage get evan closer, she shouts 'Run!' o the child.
The carrage went right through the woman, and the woman made a loud screaching noise as her spirit was taken away.
The child too scared to look back, hinds betwen a rock. The child hears the carrage, it stops, something come out.
All the child see's is black boots, spiky and shabby. who or what is it, it seems to be muttering somthing, some strange lauguage.
It moves towards the child, grabs the child, the face, the face, black, no face, two big horns coming from its head.
It looks at the child, starts muttering agen in that launguage, picks its hand up into the air reachers into the child.
A loud screaching noise, as the spirit of the child is stollen, the strange person, get back into the carrage and drop the child.
You just see the child, lying there, on the floor, lifeless, will anyone find her, or remember her, or the woman.

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