Don't Go Into the Forest Unless You Know Your Way Out

Numb. I just feel numb. Before me stands the rusted wired fence that haunts my dreams. Behind it I can see the tree's that make up the forest, and beyond that a graveyard I've only heard exists. This is the fence that took all of them. That took the ones I care for away. That cared for me. My friends. No. My family. It's my fault though. Every one of them I am to blame. Everyone... Everyone. It's my turn now. It should have been my turn a long time ago. Maybe, if I had gone all of them would still be here? Maybe? It's my turn.