Into The Mist

“Bye, I’m off to school know.” commented Henna. Henna and her family were new in Whitfield and it was her first day at her new school (Fenix High). Every thing seemed strange; not just the fact that pretty much every thing was new around were they lived now. As she set off down the icy cold and abandoned street, she heard a noise: it sounded like it was coming from the bushes to the side of her. Every were she looked there was spooky (and possibly haunted) paths with mist and fog darting at her every second. It was like a night mere – a bad one at that! Miles long of trees, trees that had been striped of its leaves. It looked like it would never end! At this point she was wishing that her mum had come with her after all!

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