Alone in the Forest

It was late one night. The rays of moonlight gave a light to the forest, but even in this light the atmosphere of the forest was terrible. The lonely paths, the sniffs of deep breaths, and the echoing whispers - all this was turning the forest into an eerie and uncertain place.

A boy finds himself alone in the forest. He had come here wandering with his friends, but now he had lost his way. Deep in the forest, he felt that something was watching him, something was whispering into his ear.

Deep in the forest, a small house appeared. The boy thought it might be a sign of security. He walked towards the house and knocked on the door. The door swung open, and from within came a poor voice: "Who is it?"

Shocked, the boy said, "My name is Ali. I am here alone and have lost my way."

An old man came out of the house. His face was reserved and brave, but there was a strange glint in his eyes. "It might be too dangerous to leave you here." he said. "Come with me, I'll help you."

The boy came in and told his story, and the man listened kindly. He said, "This forest is very dangerous, especially at night. But if you were with me, I would take you to my house. There you would find safety."

The boy accepted the offered help. As they walk along, the secrets of the forest are revealed to them by their companion. In the grim silence of the forest, the boy found a glimpse of hope and friendship with his companion.

In the end, they both went on their way fearlessly, whispering their way through the depths of the forest. In the extremes of loneliness, the warmth of friendship awakened in their hearts, and they faced the night of the forest

Keep doing it.

While the boy and his companion were walking deep in the forest, they suddenly saw a strange sight. Under an ancient tree, an old cannon was playing. That cannon was very stunned, as if a soul was trapped in it.

"what's this?" The boy asked in surprise.

"It is an ancient cannon that has been in this forest for a long time." replied his companion. "People say that the owner of this cannon is a ghost, and at night he comes to the cannon and does something terrible."

The boy was interested to hear this. He looked at the cannon, and suddenly saw it make a strange movement. He tried to get closer to her, but the movement of the cannon kept pushing him away.

"Let's get out of here, it's getting too dangerous in here." his companion growled.

The boy obeyed him, and the two continued on their way. Deep in the forest, they had this idea in their hearts that some supernatural force or spirit was threatening their immediate environment.

Suddenly, a strong wind started, shaking the trees of the forest. Like a tune, that cannon also moved with that wind.

"What's going on?" The boy was shocked.

"That cannon!" His companion was walking. "He's moving that cannon!"

In the boy's slow snort, the branches of the trees near them rose, and he tried to arrest them. The cannon was rushing towards them, and roaring, as if a ghost wanted to take it to the place of its life.

The boy and his companion ran deep into the forest, and felt safe. The balloon of fear and shock in their hearts disappeared, until they reached their home, running towards peace. The terrible event of that night settled forever in his heart, which made him aware of the silences of the forest.