hey im guy13, im newta dis' place. here's a story
The boy looked around frantically, he knew that if he did not find somewhere to stay he would die in the cold. The forrest had a unwelcoming feel to it, like in its silent language it was taunting him. It said ,"Go aaway poor boy your are not welcome here!" he felt as if he wanted to go to sleep and die. But then a stranger said,"Do you need somewhere to go?" The boy said, "yes i do." then the stranger said,"then go home."
