The Guy in the Woods
- 7 dic 2016
- 1 Min. de lectura

There was a time when i was alone no where to go and no place to call home.
My only friend was the man in the woods and everytime he we call me a friend too.
After a long time i finally found many friends to talk with. I started to be very popular always goin out all the days to parties with my new friends but one day the woods where my first friend lived was cut down by the mayor of the city when i was looking for my friend i didnt saw him anywhere after that day. Months passed fast as a bullet train. Then i saw in the newspapers, my friend was death and i couldnt do anything for him.

















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