#FFFC #105

The snow was thick on the forrest floor. No sound could be heard, not a bird, just silence.
Phil shivered, he knew he was lost. He had walked for miles, but no matter how he tried, he couldnt find his way out of the forrest.
Suddenly he heard a loud crack!
Blimey, he thought. Was that a tree falling?
He turned around to look…and there right in front of him was a fallen tree, and, he could see a path which led out of the forrest in the distance.
So, he thought, trees do make a sound when they fall!
And with that he ran towards the path, and he didnt look back.


Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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